It's getting close to the end of the fig harvesting season. We collected about 200 figs this year with the squirrels and opossums getting their paws on another hundred. There's a cool history to this tree. In the 1970s my grandfather cut a twig from a fig tree and gave it to my father. He grew it into a fig tree at the house where I grew up. Before my dad died he cut several twigs that I found after his death. I took one and planted it. Here's a picture.
Anyways, today I cut several twigs and placed them in a zip lock bag with moist peat moss. Hopefully they'll sprout roots in a couple weeks. Keep you posted.
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