We have a few trees in our yard that the previous homeowners, for one reason or another decided to completely WHACK.
Next, a peach or nectarine, we’re not exactly sure since its fruit isn’t much more than a large pit surrounded by taut skin.And finally, our mystery tree extraordinaire.What you’ve probably noticed is that even though the entire tree has been cut down, more keeps a comin’. The orange tree is a solid 12 feet tall.
The peach (or nectarine, whatever it is) has what seems like a million suckers coming out of its root stock. Kris insists that we keep it one more year just to “See what happens.”
Then we have the mystery tree which last summer bloomed brilliant white flowers, no fruit. This year, the same stunning cloak of white flowers. I thought it was just a flowering tree, which is pretty darn cool in its own right, but this year…it has shockingly produced fruit.
Fruit that for the longest time mystified us.
First I thought it was a cherry tree. The bark seemed reddish. the leaves were oval with wave-like edging. The fruits dangled from the branches, prompting much excitement.Then, the fruits got bigger. And bigger.
I thought they were apples because they kept expanding. Oh, we were excited to possibly have green Granny Smith apples. So perfect for baking.
We left for a 2 week visit to Kris’ family in Nebraska, returned, and lo and behold, our it-was-a-cherry-now-its-an-apple tree has finally established its true identity.Bright red-violet plums. Beautiful tangy plums that our dog Titania can eat if she sits back on her haunches and jumps up to pick them off of the low hanging branches. She loves them. Kris and I love them. And finally, the mystery has been solved.