a fig, A FIG

i was planning to take its picture before i plunged into the dark purple skin, but i obviously couldn't wait! i can't say that it was as sweet as the figs of my youth, ones gathered from the neighbor's tree whose limbs grew over their fence, but oh, it was close for a potted tree. I will savor the next, and the next one. I will remember the names of those I know who also love figs. I will share vicariously my treat!