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 Mastodon (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 Loading...