Figs are finally here........

I was able to buy two little baskets of fresh figs, first of the season, from my farmer friend at last Saturday's market.
This evening I'm making fig preserves.................and in the morning I'll be spreading some delectable fruit on my English muffin.

Two little baskets only make a week's worth of jam!

My own fig tree, planted two years ago, is still so tiny, maybe 3 feet tall. However, I see a handful of figs ripening and they will be eaten fresh some day soon, alongside mascarpone cheese drizzled with wildflower honey...........if get them before the birds.

There is a huge, perhaps 3o foot tall, fig tree in my neighborhood, a real beauty.......loaded with fruit. Last year while standing and admiring it from the street, the owner came out, we chatted about his gorgeous tree. He said, "wait a minute", headed into the house and came back with a jar of fig preserves made by his wife. It was the most fabulous figgy jam ever.

I sent a polite thank you note full of admiration for his tree, his figs, his wife's cooking skills, his generosity........did he give refills, just kidding!

Should I stand in the road again this year, gazing up at their figs, dangling in huge tempting clusters? Or should I call and ask if they would sell me some figs to make jam? Or will I just pray he'll see me hanging about and come trotting out, jar of golden figgy jam in hand..............that's wishful thinking!

I need to stir the pot.....it's looking good and smells divine.
See you for breakfast!!