Today I ate the last of my frozen figs.  Peels were a little tough on some.  All were dark, either Hardy Chicago or Violette de Bordeaux.  One was sweet, the other not so good, I think it was the Bordeaux that was sweet, but it was hard to tell which was which this year.  More will be dried than frozen next year.  Five months until the first Italian Honey breba figs will be ripe.  It is now the season of rest for the trees. 

I have dried, frozen and canned black and red raspberries for years.  But when comparing the figs with raspberries, I find the fig seeds much easier to deal with.  I used to be annoyed by the fig seeds, but after a fuss with raspberry seeds this winter, I find the crunch of figs almost pleasant.  Maybe I should rip out the raspberries and just plant more figs.  Well, maybe not, the raspberries are ripe in May and June and they grow in half shade.  I don't think the figs would survive under the pecan trees!  And rasps don't need protection for winter either.  I suppose that variety in fruit growing is a good thing after all.