Sunday 23 August 2009

Free food


There has been a conversation going on between my friend and I about cherry plums,I only saw my very first cherry plum about three weeks ago,then my friend discovered one in her garden.........
Now I have found a couple of the trees growing a few villages along from me....
So I have four pounds for jam making and a pound to munch on.....
The odd thing I discovered as I was prepping these feral plums is that they have no worms in,the Victoria plums that are in the garden are riddled with bugs,yet the wild ones are perfect.

5 comments:

Unknown said...

Maybe after so many years Trees revert to a feral state.The couple of cherry/plum I had were perfect also...But the tree was bought as a hybrid I believe.
But isn't nature wonderful because how often do you find bugs in wild blackberries..... My Victoria plum was prone to allowing all sorts of wiggly things leave to take residence in them..........But then that squashes my theory about reverting to a feral state for my Victoria plum was as old as the Cheery plum/copper beech......

seasidegirl said...

In the park outside my office there are two amazing damson trees. They yield pounds and pounds of fruit every year but it all goes to waste and just gets trodden underfoot because no-one picks them up. The office workers tread on them on their way to Phillpots to buy overpriced pots of fresh fruit at 2 quid a pop. So, if I were to pick up a carrier bag full, could i be sued for nicking park property? And would it make me look really tight?

that_woman said...

Firstly so long as you don't actually take a ladder up the tree it should be fine,as for looking tight,didn't you know that food gathering and growing are highly trendy now.

Unknown said...

I can just picture SSG as a hunter/ gatherer..........she can scramble up trees. a good place for taking aim with a bow and arrow.rabbit stew followed by damson compote.Yummy..

seasidegirl said...

Funnily enough, I'm probably one of the very few Londoner softies who knows how to skin and gut a rabbit! My great uncle was a gamekeeper. You used to get the pellets he'd shot the bunny with in your dinner.....