Our sweet, young plum tree, or prune tree as the French would say, absolutely outdid "herself" this summer. The branches are so heavy with fruit that they're dipping down toward the trunk.
Since we had not one apricot this year, maybe she is compensating for her friend.
We have already reaped 10 baskets-full like this, and there are more to come. They are divinely tart/sweet delicious -- no spray, all bio-natural -- and curiously the birds don't seem to be interested. Maybe they overdosed on the cherries.
Apples are on the way and the tomatoes are slowly turning red. My-Reason-For-Living-In-France just found the largest cucumber I have ever seen. I shall now photograph it for your delectation next week -- alongside a puny courgette for scale.
Have a wonderful weekend. It's glorious here today. We're hoping for an Indian summer since we were cheated out of a beautiful August.
A demain for the weekly line-up.