Well, that didn’t take long.
Last week there were four little buds, hinting that spring would soon arrive. I assumed that it would be at least a couple of weeks before the blossoms peaked, but I think we hit that point yesterday. The tree absolutely exploded with little white flowers. Between the bees buzzing in the branches, and the birds chirping nearby, it not only looks like spring, it sounds like spring.
As Manley Guy put it, “I love this tree. (It is) one of the things for which I am thankful.”
We inherited the tree– it came with the house– which is amazing, as the garden was utterly neglected and unkempt when we bought it through a short sale in 2009. We planted other fruit trees less than a year ago, but we don’t expect them to bear fruit for several years, so the plum tree is the star of our otherwise fairly plain garden.
Here is what it looked like yesterday: