Fall means getting figgy with it

A teeny harvest from the farm's smallest fig tree.

Fig + Chocolate jam anyone? 

    Figs are a mysterious harvest. They sneak onto the farm, earlier than we expect each year, in August, just as summer is still broiling us all. But then, they linger, those figs. Sometimes for weeks, sometimes months. Anyone who has a fig tree knows that the harvest can be monumental. Here on the farm, we only have three fig trees. But from those few trees I can produce jars and jars of Fig + Chocolate Jam, if the stars align.