More plums! I kept watching the plum trees out on the edge of the vineyard. I even tasted a plum or two. They kept getting riper and riper. I halfway expected somebody to come pick them one day. Nobody did.
Finally, I couldn't stand it any more. I hated to see such beautiful sweet fruit go to waste. I went out a couple of mornings ago and picked all I could reach. It wasn't easy, because the area under the tree is waist-high in tall grasses and a méchant blackberry bramble. I got a big scratch on my shin. I also got 2.25 kilos of pretty plums (after pitting). Adding 1.8 kilos of sugar, that made us four more jars of confiture de prunes — bigger jars this time.
P.S. The recipe for the confiture is here.