Figs…… and what to do with them.
There’s a stillness and quite in the hills above Osunti….it feels like a familiar blanket draped around tired shoulders. The earth is dark, red and volcanic, its unkempt and rugged. There’s a distinct lack of any ‘rank and file’ which is other-worldly and welcome…. … during the occasional day-dream you forget that this is part of… Read More Figs…… and what to do with them.