Here are just some of the ripe plums we’ve picked from the rickety old plum tree in our garden over the last couple of days – we’ve eaten some as they are, stewed some, frozen some, and given loads away to friends and family… And still they keep on coming!
PS Eldest granddaughter commented that our delicious juicy plums were just like giant grapes with bums – ha ha ha ha! 🙂
The old plum tree is really heavy with fruit this year, to the extent that we’ve already lost a couple of its most heavily-laden branches – one even hit the greenhouse, falling from on high with a resounding crack and breaking a pane of glass on its way down so not a great start to our gardening relationship. Sadly we’ve reached the conclusion the tree is simply too old to be safe in the garden any more, so this year – our first – will probably have to be its last.
But for now the fat plums that remain huddled in place on the tree are ripening slowly, a few advance party early adopters have already fallen on the ground and the birds certainly seem to be enjoying eating them so we’ll see how things go over the next month or so. Hopefully we should still end up with a decent crop of sweet, juicy plums to share with the rest of the family – we’ve certainly had plenty offers from everyone to help use them up when the time comes! 🙂
A chronological line up of pics showing a day in the life of two types of autumn fruits progressing from plant to plate 🙂
The fruit on mum and dad’s plum tree is ripening nicely just now, as are the brambles growing along the side of the road by the house. So the other day my husband picked some of both and I made them into one big fruit crumble.
After cooking in the oven I could see the fruit had been far juicier than I had anticipated so the end result didn’t look the best with all the juice soaking right up through the sugary cinnamony crumble topping but oh, the smell – and the taste – was absolutely delicious.
We had it hot with custard on the first day, then cold with vanilla ice cream the next… yum! 🙂
A delicate wild poppy growing along the edge of a potato field, plums growing in my mum and dad’s garden, wildflowers growing along the grass verge of a country road, and a very heavy sunset due to the density of dark clouds hanging over the Black Isle ❤
An absolute abundance of colourful fresh fruit and veg from Borough Market, South London – and I defy anyone not to smile at the delicious juicy promise of those gloriously shiny, plump tomatoes – yum! 🙂