June 28, 2021 one spoiled, one ripe, one one spoiled, one ripe, one not quite – mom and i weighed the first three figs of the season, after circling the tree for a juicy poem . 20210628:1853 y Share this:Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...