not perfect, but plentiful

There’s something disconcerting about how our yellow plums seem to be slightly luminous, like small, solar-powered lightbulbs, even when they’re covered in the silver bloom that’s typical of the plum family.

Between gold and silver, they can’t seem to make up their minds whether they want to be suns or moons.

Apparently, its early blossoming makes the plum a symbol of vitality in Japanese culture: our tree here in Spain certainly seems to be full of life.

(Fortunately, although they aren’t perfect, the fruits aren’t too full of insect life this year.)