Figs!

When we returned last night from San Francisco, Andrew and I went out to look at the fig tree—and were shocked to see that the figs had ripened over the weekend and were ready to be picked. Mom and Dad came out, and we all harvested some figs. There are countless more figs still growing, and countless figs we can’t reach at the top of the tree; it is fig bounty. Today Mom and I are going to make fig cookies, cake, and jam (yes, another canning attempt). And there will still be figs. Figs!