Musings, on life, universe and the daily small happenings within our 'compound' (the hothouse) concerning writing, music, gardening and jam making, etc. firstname.lastname@example.org
Saturday, 14 July 2012
I hope you like jamming' too
It's the height of jam stress in the compound. All around are trees laden with this wonderful fruit, and nobody except us seems to be collecting us. This mystifies me each year . . .
We missed the 'nefler' season this year, really no-one collects them: odd small orange fruits that have a interesting acid sweet taste, and amazing seeds like burnished gold.
Next fruit will be plums then a gap until pomegranates. Looks like a good year, the bushes are already full of miniature green-red grenades.