Monday, April 6, 2026

First Butterfly, Figs and Foxes


I spent yesterday cleaning the house and working in the garden, among other things. I saw my first butterfly of the year, a cabbage white (above). It seemed to want to land on light-colored leaves or flowers, like the Turkish sage leaves above, which are covered with whitish fuzz. I suppose the butterfly is trying to blend in. Nesting birds are probably hungry!

I mowed the lawn, and afterwards Dave and I sat on the garden bench. "We'd be crazy to ever move from here," Dave said, and I agreed, taking in our little urban oasis. I happened to look up and notice...


...that our fig tree has figs on it! This is also a first for us. I didn't expect to see them this early in the spring and I'm a little confused about the timetable, but hey, I'll take it. They're all out at the very ends of the branches, and I don't know if that's because they grow that way or the squirrels have already nibbled them off branches closer to the center of the tree. I'm not sure we'll ever get to taste them ourselves, our wildlife being ravenous, but it's still exciting.

Remember when I found that fig tree ten years ago, discarded in a pot down on the high street, its roots having been cut off? It wilted and looked terrible and I potted it up and hoped for the best, and now it's in the ground and about 20 feet tall. And bearing figs!


I went up to Waitrose at lunchtime to buy some soup, and as usual I checked out their plants. These sad-looking foxgloves were on sale, and since we don't have any foxgloves this year I took the plunge and bought them. I think the two on the right will be fine, but the one on the left is iffy.

On the way home, I happened to pass my neighbor down the street, a 79-year-old guy who's quite talkative. I walked back with him, and he told me about his achy bones and his physical therapy. "I hope you didn't pay for those," he said, pointing at my plants. I assured him I'd gotten a deal, but I think he still thought I'd been had.

I planted them all, so we'll see how they do.


I downloaded the garden cam, and produced this rather spacious and meandering video, which I think has answered the question of how many foxes we have.
-- We begin with the fox I'm calling Arrow, because it has an arrowhead- or dagger-shaped tail. It seems young. It finds something to eat among the bluebells, who knows what.
-- We then see, in quick succession, two more foxes, one with a long, crooked tail and one with a white-tipped tail. I'm pretty sure these are the three vulpine denizens of our garden. (Check out the screen cap of their tails below for comparison, and I think you'll see what I mean.) I'm not sure if these are still Q-Tip and/or Guy Fox, the animals I was seeing last year. I suppose I could go back and compare with earlier videos but I haven't done that yet.
-- At 0:50, you hear the construction crew next door as they disassemble the huge scaffold that's been covering our neighbor's house.
-- At 1:10, a bird (robin?) is once again trying to perch on the camera.
-- At 1:22, we have a nice sunny, peaceful view with some wind. I thought it captured the spirit of our garden well.
-- At 1:42, a squirrel nibbles something and seems curious about the camera (but doesn't quite get there).
-- At 2:02, you get a good view of the crooked-tailed fox. There's a lot of back-and-forth exploring.
-- At 2:52, a little robin perches on a rose and then flies into the shrubbery.
-- At 3:12, I put down some chicken skin from dinner, which the foxes promptly eat.
-- Pale Cat appears at 5:17, a day before I saw him sitting on that gatepost a couple of streets away.
-- Crooked Tail prowls around again, followed at 6:08 by another nibbling squirrel. I wonder what it's eating?
-- At 6:24, Arrow is back, followed at 6:48 by Crooked Tail, whose name I have established in the process of writing this post. (Remember these visits are actually hours apart.)
-- At 7:03, we see Crooked Tail apparently unconcerned as a helicopter flies overhead, probably either the police or an air ambulance. Ah, urban life!

Fox tail identifier: L to R, Arrow, white-tipped tail, Crooked Tail

I'm not setting up the garden cam this week because we'll be out there a lot and I don't want a ton of footage of us!

10 comments:

  1. I asked P yesterday if there was ever anything on our trail camera......he said lots of a little white dog, and an old lady picking up poo!! No idea who she is !
    I think I might have some foxgloves coming up. Can they miss a few years?

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  2. Figs do mostly only grow on the tips of branches. You should get to eat them - if you can protect from critters. When they appear later in the year then they probably wouldn't ripen in time to eat. In their native countries they have two crops a year, you never know - your enclosed London garden might be warm enough for late crop!

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  3. I would like to say something witty/irritating in response to this blogpost but I cannot think of anything so instead I will tell you a joke set in Florida...
    President Donald Trump and his motorcade are cruising along a country road to Mar-a-Lago after yet another government shutdown. Suddenly they hit a pig, killing it instantly.
    Trump tells his chief of staff to go up to the farmhouse and explain to the owners what had happened. About one hour later Trump sees him staggering back to the car with a bottle of wine in one hand, a cigar in the other and his clothes all ripped and torn.

    "What happened to you?" asked Trump

    "Well, the Farmer gave me the wine, his wife gave me the cigar and his 21-year-old daughter made mad passionate love to me."

    "My God, what did you tell them?" asks Trump.

    "I said I'm Donald Trump's Chief of staff, and I just killed the pig."

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  4. I wish you could have the opportunity to taste figs from your own tree. So cool. I wonder how Crooked Tail got the crooked tail. Did they give you the third foxglove for free?

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  5. Buy some small self-seal bags and pop one over each fig, then close as much as possible of the seal, each fig sits in it's own little greenhouse and cannot be eaten by anything.

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  6. I've not seen any butterflies yet, but there are a growing number of bees around every time the sun comes out, which makes me smile. Our figs are currently about as big as yours, I have my fingers crossed that they do well this year, Alan loves them ... I don't.

    You never know with those plants they could spring back, I'm a sucker for rescuing plants too. My Auntie used to call the reduced shelves 'the dead plant section', she always came home from the shop or garden centre with at least one to nurse.

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  7. You do have a nice little oasis in your back yard!

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  8. We really should sit out in our yard more often, but spring allergies make it not that much fun. Dang it.

    YP's joke is both TERRIBLE and EXCELLENT.

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  9. Although more challenging for you with your much smaller yard, my goal has always been to plant enough fruit of every variety to sate the appetites of the local wildlife as well as mine! Thus far, I have only succeeded with sour cherries if I'm quick on the picking. The apples still only feed the squirrels.

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  10. Your wild life looks very healthy.
    I saw our first Holly Blue butterfly yesterday.

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