I think I'm just impatient. I keep checking on the figs and waiting for them to ripen that I lost count of the number of days they've been hanging around. It has only been a couple of months since the fruits developed.
While waiting for them to ripen, new ones began popping up along the trunk. Now I have more than a dozen fruits to watch over. Finally, one looks quite ready. It feels a little tender and has turned a shade of pink. I hesitate, wondering if I should wait another day but decide to pick it anyway in case the birds beat me to it.
Now I have one precious fig waiting to be savoured but I'm still thinking how I should eat it. Maybe with cheese and wine? It's so small it'll be gone in a pop.
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