The figs are still green

I took this picture almost a week ago in the little alley which is one of of favorite spots in this town. The alley is rather narrow and there is a fig tree from a nearby garden which branches spread all over the side walk. I simply love it. Anyway, after I took the picture I uploaded it on Facebook with this comment: "The figs are still green because we are not in Italy". I thought it was almost wise of me to make this remark, which can be considered a great unknown line. It sumps up the difference between England and Italy: you don't harvest the same fruits, neither do they turn ripe at the same time. In fact, I wonder if these figs will ever get ripe. They are rather incongruous in an English garden. In Italy, they make perfect sense, they belong there. Figs would already be ripe, as I mentioned here (yes, the post is very similar to this one). So every time I see these green figs, I think of Italy.