My low-hanging plums

After engaging in some Carry On Greengrocer banter with Zombie Apocalypse yesterday, I decided to show my superabundant plums to the world. Look at 'em - all pink, ripe and full of juice. They're not huge, but the weight of them means they're hanging lower this year than ever.

Anyway, Mo has been grabbing handfuls of them, but frankly, they're too much for her to handle. Hiraeth tells me that his wife can do some breathtaking things with plums, so maybe she'd like to get her hands on them.

Thank you for letting me get my double entendres out. It's an urge that overcomes me at about this time of year, it would seem.