The plum tree is only in its fourth year but is weighed down with fruit that its slender branches can barely hold. It is a Victoria, the plums sweet and tart at the same time. Funnily enough they are sweeter eaten raw than when cooked. The plum crumble (don't you just love those words together?) which I made yesterday was delicious but nothing like as sweet as a single plum in your mouth.
And apples, there are always apples: apple chutney and apple jelly and apple cake and apple pie.
Did I mention raspberries? I am still not sure it is possible to have too many raspberries even though I am bringing them in by the bucketload. We have had our daughters staying for a few days, one with a small child and one with a large puppy. Puppy and child adored cruising the raspberries and I do too. I pick them and think I will make jam and somehow what is left in the colander is never quite enough.
This is a salvia, Blue Angel, grown from seed by Karen at An Artist's Garden, and singing against the valerian. Fortunately, it does not need to be eaten, preserved or frozen.