What do you do when there is an abundance of plums? Eat the gloriously sweet fruits for breakfast, lunch and dinner, and for everything in between.
But I can never eat them without thinking about one spring afternoon in Scotland, where we discussed this particular poem and the evocative nature of these gorgeous fruits. D., I think you have me scarred for life. :)
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They look so delicious ...
The look heavenly.
They look so fresh!
And the poem is interesting.
those look yummy and juicy!
bon appétit !!!
A very fitting poem for your plum post. Enjoy!
Yes, it seems like there are either no plums or a mountain of plums. Yours are so handsome in their setting. Enjoyed the poetry in the link. True, they can bring strong memories to the mind. Don't look at them too closely.
i love that poem... and your photo is yummy.
plum jam is nice.
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