I picked the main crop of figs.
Next year I am going to have to prune the little tree. Not just the roots, but the branches. Production has dropped off, as the tree put out little new green growth at the tips, this year - that is where the main crop forms, on the new soft wood.
I collected over a dozen, but it was not the bonanza of former years.
They tasted wonderful.
We ate them with paper-thin prosciutto and pink sparkling wine.
There are enough for one more salad.