Yes, my name really is spelled that way.


fresh fruit.

My parents have this amazing property that includes about 15 fruit trees.  My dad and I have a tradition of climbing the hill to the massive black mission fig tree; my mom and I have a tradition of making jam from the figs. 
Sunlit ripe figs....

First bowl of the season....

This year, the tree yielded two crops while the Asian pear trees were a bit early.  Lucky for me - I got jars of jam (the lucky few already got their jars, I am stingy with the rest), a bowlful of figs and ripe Asian pears!  

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