352/366: plum pecking alert

My plums are growing beautifully. Plenty of rain interspersed with days of sunshine have aided their growth. The severe pruning I gave them earlier has helped condense their nutrients into where they are needed most, but some fertiliser is imminent.

eight green plums

However, now is the time the birds have also noticed the hint of colour change in the fruit, and have tested it out. Not quite palatable or soft enough for their liking, it is time now to consider some safety measures on my part.

bird plum pecking alert

I went down to Bunning’s and found the only netting they have for fruit trees is in white. Apparently they stopped stocking green last year. That’s unfortunate, as I prefer something that blends with nature, but maybe white scares the birds off as an added deterrent to the discomfort of the netting?

plums starting to get some colour

8/366: that’s just plum dandy

Years ago when we were growing up we had a favourite old plum tree, which my Dad said was a Satsuma plum. They are very large plums with an almost burgundy coloured flesh when very ripe. Mum used to make delicious plum jam and stewed plums, often served with custard or ice-cream.

At the family home we ended up with a couple of these plum trees, and my dear old dad transplanted one of them into our garden. Some years later another one just appeared near the original one. It took me a while to realise it was actually the same plum tree, as the leaves looked quite different on the younger tree. And now we have a third one, which this year has proven to be the same, as it has fruited for the first time. It’s getting to be a regular orchard out there.

The tradition continues, and every time I stew some plums I relive fond memories of both my dear departed parents.