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The heat wrapped figs are

Ripening fast; exchanging 

A dark green for light.

It was the first thing we noticed when we came through the gate into the courtyard here–twenty one years ago last May.


Fig in the courtyard--early nineties (sundial just visible)

The fig tree and the double rainbow put us in a receptive mood even before we entered the house.More of a shrub back then–reaching up beside the outhouse that doubled as a pigeonnier–there was no hint  of the sprawl it would become.


Fig in the courtyard--today--(sundial hidden)

We didn’t know about fig trees and their prodigious ability to grow.

We would have had no problem telling the time from the sundial positioned, unusually, on the pigeonnier–if we’d known how.

Today the tree–shrub no longer–reaches eagerly towards the house, acting as an effective parasol at lunchtime.

We had it pruned this year but that has barely held it back.

The branches are groaning under the weight of the fast ripening fruit, making passageway to the house hazardous for a tall person.

The figs are the green or “blanche” variety and sweeter–to my mind–than the more romantic looking purple ones.

The heat wrapped figs are

Ripening fast; exchanging 

A dark green for light.

The green light for picking them is a particular light green–and a heaviness in the hand.

Watch out though when reaching up–you are not the only one attracted by the ripeness.

Wasps and hornets bury their heads in the sweetness leaving their tails free to sting the fingers of rivals!

Delicious they are but not worth the pain of a hornet’s sting.

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