The monkeys visit us daily now. This little one discovered almost the last of the fallen fruit from the old loquat tree that shades a sitting area outside our back door. They are fascinated by human-made things. They like to touch them, examine them, and use them in experimental ways for climbing and clambering. They taste them, turning them over, fiddling and finding out. I love this very tactile engagement with objects, with the matter that humans have inadvertently brought into the monkeys' lives. Nearby is a fence-trellis around which winds a formerly-luscious jasmine vine. Much to my anguish, the monkeys like to nibble delicately on the newest jasmine tendrils, picking at them the way one might nibble at a few carrot sticks before the main meal. The trellis itself serves as an elevated foot-bridge for the monkeys on their insouciant way from the roof-top to the loquat tree. They love the loquat tree.
They come 'to loquat,' almost as a verb.
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