This is what we found on the ground this morning. Strewn carelessly across the concrete, ripped from their branches.
See the scratches? I'm not sure what has knocked them off, but there will be no bending like a reed in this situation. There will be a lot of resisting like the mighty oak, swimming against the current and bagging of bananas.
I might actually cry. I love these bananas, I want to care for them, nurture and protect them, and of course, eat them. Me, not wild animals, me.
I put them in my fruit bowl to see if anything will happen, but I am pretty sure they are supposed to be filled out before you pick them. I am also pretty sure they take around 5 months to ripen on the banana plant, so they certainly aren't going to do that on my kitchen bench.
I know I'm going to be lying awake all night listening for disturbances too. I want to put a protective bag around them, but I worked today and it's dark now, and my boundless love for them doesn't include me up a ladder in the pitch dark.
Rocking chair and a rifle sounds so much more preferable to me :p