Over the weekend the figs seemed to vanish into thin air. The plump ones left on the
trees Saturday - because I just couldn't handle any more in my kitchen - were devoured
by birds, especially robins, and the occasional squirrel. Fruits pecked open and
savored allowed the bees to buzz in. . . . so I stayed away.
It has been a great crop this year and I have made good use of the figs. . . . . come
on over if you want a jar of yummy jam, I have plenty, fig and lemon, fig and ginger.
Need to do some gentle pruning soon as both trees are so big now. . . . . have some
friends who would like a fig tree of their own so I may try propagating a few to share.