And then pig-headed as I am, I went and named my pattern line Figheadh. So now you know.
Back to figs...the fruit. I first came to be a fig head back when I was a little chick because my Nana had fig trees in her back yard and they were so yummy. Also, everyone I knew made fig preserves and they were soooo delicious with biscuits and butter.
Many long years passed before I got more fig preserves and they came to me from California, of all places. Sweet Julie has figs and makes delicious jams and preserves and marmalades (yes, there's a difference between each of those) and she shared! Sure, I could buy some at the store, but they are never as good as homemade.
Isn't it just about that way with everything?