Wild Plums

I've never been much of a forager, but this morning whilst walking in the open space, I came across several wild plum trees. The first one had tiny, quarter-sized red plums.

I saw some littering the ground, split open with juice, and wondered if they were ripe? So I picked one and ate it. These little one-bite fruits were seriously delicious. I gathered a handful.

I continued walking and came across a yellow plum tree.

I tasted one of these (had to reach a little higher for them) and it was perfect, firm-skinned on the outside, and run-down-your-chin juicy on the inside. I wanted to gather some of these too, but all I had was an unused poop bag. So in they went.

I brought them home for my breakfast. Delicious!