Mean people would have preferred to stay in Hades today rather than Empire. We walked at 7:30 a.m. There was not a hint of a breeze. The dogs walked one lap and almost took the door down to get inside.
Jilda and I did a few more laps. We were almost to the back fence when we decided to walk a few hundred yards to check on the fig tree.
Last year the bush came our in early spring trying to get a jump on summer but a late killing frost turned a bumper crop of figs into a handful of fruit that we ate warm from the bush in August.
This year, in August we will have enough figs to feed the county. Yum.
Jilda and I did a few more laps. We were almost to the back fence when we decided to walk a few hundred yards to check on the fig tree.
Last year the bush came our in early spring trying to get a jump on summer but a late killing frost turned a bumper crop of figs into a handful of fruit that we ate warm from the bush in August.
This year, in August we will have enough figs to feed the county. Yum.
I was never into figs but my Tante Marlene. Who just died on Saturday, loves them.
ReplyDeleteI love them. I can pick and eat them off the bush.
DeleteI love figs. Darn tootin!
ReplyDeleteAs a child it was my job to clean the half-eaten (by birds) figs up from beneath the tree. Half-eaten, squishy and mouldy. To this day I cannot face a fresh fig.
ReplyDeleteNot a fig fruit person, but my favorite cookie is the Fig Newton. Now I am looking at that name and must find out why it is a Newton.....
ReplyDeleteSherry & jack up in Lancaster
You make me long for a big piece of fig filled pastry.
ReplyDeleteEating a ripe fig like one eats soft boiled egg is heavenly. I need to buy some today.
ReplyDeleteYour fig tree looks very healthy. It must like the heat. Good luck with the harvest.
ReplyDeleteHugs, Julia
It has been so humid lately that I didn't think it could get worse, but it has. We had our usual afternoon thunderstorm. Since it ended the air has looked a lot like gray soup.
ReplyDeleteLove,
Janie