The most common thing I’ve found myself uttering over the past month or so: “so many f*ing prunes!”
We have a variety of stone fruit trees (plums, pluots, apricots) and a handful of old prune trees. Yes – prunes and plums are…same same, but different. This year, our apricots were sickly. The plums and red-skinned pluot bore a moderate amount of fruit. But, we were lazy and didn’t pick the fruit in time before it could be stolen by critters.
We had the most incredible prune crop to make up for it all. A good crop of fruit is dependent on rain at the right times during the spring – enough to give the roots of the trees a deep watering, but at the exact right times to allow the bees to fly to pollinate, and not so hard to cause the blossoms to drop off.
This year, pollination worked. The pictures of the harvest tell the story:
I have given away prunes to anyone who will take them. I made so many varieties of preserves: wild plum chutney; yellow prune jam; yellow pluot jam; halved yellow prunes in syrup; yellow prune & wild plum jam; mixed prune jam; wild plum & pepper jelly; prune chutney; dehydrated pitted prunes. I feel a bit like Forrest Gump and his shrimp!