Last spring my step-dad started several (really, lots – a big number of lots) of plum trees from seed. The man has the greenest thumb I’ve ever seen. He didn’t do anything special. Just took a bunch of dried seeds and stuck them in the ground and gave them a bit of water. Wait a bit for Mother Nature to do her thing, and the next thing we know, he’s got more than 20 plum trees sprouting up all over the place.
When so many came up, I asked him what on earth he was going to do with so many plum trees. He said he’d find folks who wanted some. I mentioned that I wouldn’t mind having a couple when they were a bit bigger.
Then, just today, I was walking around the yard, seeing what could be seen. There wasn’t much going on in the front yard, so I walked around the south side of the house. There, where there used to be just yard were two plum trees, each about three feet tall!
I called my step-dad to thank him and he said he’d planted them a couple of days ago while I was at work.
They won’t be making any fruit for a couple of years, but I’m so excited! The seeds came from step-dad’s plum tree. They’re big, red plums – between the size of a golf ball and tennis ball. They’re always soooo good. Sweet and juicy.
No pictures yet since they’re just sticks at the moment. When they leaf out this spring I’ll be sure to post a few.
