We picked our nightly gallon of blackberries and heading home, I pointed out another plum tree, just around the corner.This is when my Dear Husband says "Stop!"
He jumped out of the truck, over the ditch, braved the mosquitoes out hunting in the approaching dusk and quickly picked me 4.6 pounds of an unexpected harvest--all while wearing a full arm cast on his right arm!
The next day, while picking more blackberries after my morning drive to Lynden, I hatched my plot.
I brought my little household step ladder with me when I picked him up from work. We headed back to the first plum tree, picked our way, carefully, through waist high grass full of thistles to the back side of the blackberry brambles and found not only one plum tree but a little grove of them. Unfortunately, most of the plums had already been found by other harvest-hands, as evidenced by the already trampled grass. We picked all we could reach, with our little ladder, and came home that time with 6.4 pounds of plump purple little plums!
|Tiny but flavorful plums. (I added a washed quarter for size reference)|
All my begging for more plums on FreeCycle and Craigslist has let me empty handed so I am tickled that Jannie was able to find another source of plums for me! At, of all places, a nursery in Eastern Washington that sells fruit tree stock to nurserymen.