Hard to believe we still have plums. John picked the last ones off the tree yesterday, and there's at least 20 pounds sitting in the dining room waiting for something. And ashamed to say, despite all I gave away to neighbors and canned, many went to waste on the ground.
As you can see, John "pruned" the tree. I don't like seeing him take on big garden jobs because he gets too enthusiastic, but in this case, the branches were broken off from the sheer weight of the fruit and it had to be done.
The tree will sprout right back next summer, although it won't bloom in early spring, so no plums until the following year. (Wendy, I'll come begging if we're out of chutney by then, which I doubt.)
Speaking of homegrown fruit, we're not done yet. There's a bumper crop of nice Sparta apples this year, also unusual. Maybe some canned or frozen applesauce next week?
John's birthday cake yesterday.
That's all the news from the House of Plum.
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