Dad's fig tree doesn't care that it's hot and dry in the California foothills. The second crop of figs is coming on strong, without a drop of water. Usually I just eat off the tree, but the blue birds are giving me a run. They didn't go for my idea of sharing, they would take the top and I could have the bottom. No deal! These are safe from the birds and will last nicely for a few days.
Also picked yummy basil. I will make a salad of tomatoes, basil and morzarella cheese.