The baby fig tree is now providing its second crop of the year. These are the figs that have done all their growing this year. I expect to pick about thirty during the next two to three weeks. Perhaps not enough to produce something akin to that proprietary syrup that seemed to be so much a part of Britain's post war medicine cabinet, but certainly enough to add a certain something to a few fruit salads. I wonder if modern youth's rejection of exercise has resulted in increased sales of syrup of figs and prunes? Strange the thoughts that go through one's mind!