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! 🙂
Red and green always seems such a Christmassy combination, even at the beginning of September! And for the past couple of days as well as a trio of bluetits a little robin with its fluffy orange-red breast has been feeding at our bird feeder, so nature seems keen to remind me that winter will be coming soon. Thanks nature, I know the fast-cooling weather has been a little uncertain lately but personally I haven’t actually quite finished with summer yet, and surely autumn still needs to have her beautiful blaze of glory before chilly winter blows over us with her icy breath and frozen fingers… 🙂
My Weekly Smile this week just has to be the sheer delight on my husband’s face to actually be picking fat juicy plums daily from his own plum tree! I grew up with a plum tree growing in my mum and dad’s garden so I guess I just don’t share the same novelty factor of having an over-abundance of fresh plums available on the doorstep. We’ve already had a yummy plum crumble made with the first batch, as well as just eating the plums au naturel of course! Plenty more where they came from… I’m sure we’ll both be sick of the sight of them before long, but luckily we have plenty of family who have offerred to help eat as many as we can spare 🙂
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! 🙂
When our five year old grandson was given some giant sunflower seeds earlier in the year to plant in little pots on the kitchen windowsill no-one expected any miracles to occur but to his delight three grew into little plants.
He gave one to us, a gangly foot-high skinny stalk, carrying it himself so carefully to deliver it safely, so I duly planted it in a sheltered spot in the garden by the back fence and promised him I’d look after it.
We live in the chilly North of Scotland, and so I had no idea if a giant sunflower plant would even survive up here, never mind flower. I’ve watered it and watched it, fingers crossed it didn’t die, and here it is now with a proper yellow head.
It’s not fully opened as yet, and at 2.5m the plant has over-shot the fence and has grown way too tall for me to capture face to face without the aid of a ladder, but look, we actually have a real giant sunflower growing in our garden!
Big smiles all round for our beautiful Scottish sunflower 🙂
Just when I think there’s nothing more new to see in our garden, it surprises me again. No idea what this plant is – copious tall green spiky fronds that suddenly bloomed with tiny yellow flowers on the very ends of each finger 🙂