A few years ago a friend gave me a potted fig cutting about 2' high with the regular story, saying it was from on old Italian neighbor, but that she didn't have enough sun to grow it. I reluctantly took it, knowing I had no room in the yard for it. I know how much attention people lavish on their fig trees in this area, and, frankly, growing food is not my thing. I put it in the largest plastic pot I had on hand and dutifully kept it in the cold basement all winter and the hot deck all summer.
Once it finally bore fruit in a couple of years, I was surprised that it was a yellow fig, not the common brown one that I had assumed. The tree has gotten larger and larger in its plastic pot and the branches sprawl lazily out from the main trunk. This spring when I carried it out of the basement I was surprised to see it set with the beginnings of a breba crop. These few bonus figs are weeks ahead of the regular crop of fruit. I had the first, warm jammy fig this morning before anyone else was awake.
This tree is worth the hassle.
Cool. They look like pears, not figs! Glad you are enjoying them.
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