I hope you like jamming' too

It's the height of jam-stress in the compound. All around are trees laden with this wonderful fruit, and nobody except us seems to be collecting us. This mystifies me each year . . .

We missed the 'nefler' season this year; really, no-one collects them: odd small, orange/yellowy fruits that have a interesting acid sweet taste, and amazing seeds like burnished gold. Next fruit will be plums then a gap until pomegranates. Looks like a good year, the bushes are already full of miniature green-red grenades.