It’s a Saturday morning, it’s the first day of September, and it’s looking cold and grey and miserable outside. I took these pictures at the allotment last week when it still felt like summer. The plum tree was full of ripe plums, there was an abundance of succulent blackberries growing amongst the brambles, and it actually felt like proper summertime for a change.
While the blackberries are slowly fading, the plums have made a sudden disappearance. I went there ready to do some serious picking only to find there were none. Just a few short days before there had been loads.
There were also hardly any fallen ones on the ground. Sad to say I suspect someone has done a thorough job of collecting them. I don’t mind people sampling the odd bits of fruit which grow on my plot but to help themselves to the whole lot… well, I reckon that’s very bad manners indeed.
So this week I’ve mostly been eating runner beans.