On my way back from visiting the Metro Nashville Building Codes - a task that is not the most pleasant - its hard to hold your tongue after 3 decades of dealing with them. Sigh!! Then picked up my cleaning - another task not my favorite - heat ain't the word - how about H E Double hockey sticks! Anyways, now with my ego and "usually Sunny disposition" located in or about my little toe on my left foot, I decided to waste a little time and check up on my fig trail. First stop - JOY, RAPTURE, EUPHORIA, EXHILARATION, JUBILATION- I saw birds! Now, I am an old smelly fisherman - and I know when I see birds, there is usually something good below them. Well you can also find bird poop under birds also - but I wouldn't be joyous about finding bird poop. Walked up and found ripe figs! Did I eat any? Lets just say, I better not check my blood sugar level! Tasty, but some needed another day or two. But I was a kid in the candy store - you couldn't stop me! Not as good as the GBOD tree but good, especially when compared to the store-bought things I've had lately.
What do ya think? Celeste?



I didn't have a quarter!
PS - sorry about the iPhone pics - Lately I never seem to have my good cameras with me when I need them.