
My friend John sent over a text that declared it was OK to take the fig tree he delivered from his careful pruning at the end of autumn out of our shed.
My dear wife Karen and I teamed to hand-cart it onto its new backyard home.
Half sun, half shade will be its new order of life.
We can move it to other spots if this one doesn’t seem to be to the fig tree’s liking.
I can only hope it grows up to become like its ancestors in John’s backyard.
I saw this post yesterday and didn’t have time to write my comment.
I came back today to post the comment, but can’t remember what it was I wanted to say. Must have been a figment of my imagination.
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You have to write when it’s Newton on your mind, ladysighs …
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There’s usually nuttin’ on my mind.
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You’ve been given a fig and given a fig, so you should get some figs of your own in return, I figure.
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I figure you’re right, Chris.
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Here’s to a season of growing for Fig Tree !
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May it grow to provide us sweet fruit, MBC!
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Here’s to figs!
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Mark, I remember the time you put it in hibernation. Here’s to hope and growth!
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Wake up, sleepy fig! Happy day, Karla!
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Here’s my Monday mind, “Wakey wakey eggs and bakey!“ and of course, Fig tree! Happy day to you my friend!
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Now my stomach rumbles, Karla! Happy day back to you, my friend!
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Thank you, Mark! You’ll read soon how my day has gone. But still trying to smile 😊. And bacon can make things better too.
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May bacon chase that darn virus’ effects away, Karla.
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Boy, how I wish. I can’t smell or barely taste too. I miss bacon!
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Oh no. You need to taste and smell that bacon, Karla.
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I miss it badly!
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so cool you have this. my Italian grandfather had one that he kept alive for many years in Michigan
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That is heartening news that your grandfather successfully nurtured his fig trees in Michigan, Beth!
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