Someone came to supper last night


Yesterday a nanka fruit was ripe on our tree in the yard, so it was plucked. Because I am not overfond of the rather strong smell of the fruit, I left it out on the verandah – and this was the result.

I suspect the culprit was our ceiling-dwelling civet.


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