This is 1/3 of my fig crop this year. It’s been a long time coming. A friend gave me a start. After a year it came up. Then the deer ate it to the ground.

Round two. I thought it was dead, but mid-summer it sprouted and managed to set on three figs. I ate the first one. A few days later this one ripened. I took this picture, then ate it. 

If I’m lucky, the deer won’t eat it before I do. Maybe they won’t even bother. It’s only about 1 1/2 inches long! Oh, well, there’s always next year!