That sounds good to me, for I love plum jam. I will look them up and see what the dutch word is for them…if they even grow over here. Thanks for that posting.
Sjoerd your welcome they're also called Bullaces. I don't make any jam tarts for hubby now because he doesn't want them so i don't make the jam.
I love eating plum jam and eat it frequently. I have plum, strawberry and blueberry jams which alternate between.
They're not in my garden, it's where i walk Berry.Yes i agree with both but they die down in the summer, don't get any water and still come back in the spring. I do have a few in my garden at the back.
Wordsworth wrote a poem about them The Lesser Celandine There is a Flower, the Lesser Celandine, That shrinks, like many more, from cold and rain; And, the first moment that the sun may shine, Bright as the sun himself, 'tis out again! When hailstones have been falling, swarm on swarm, Or blasts the green field and the trees distressed, Oft have I seen it muffled up from harm, In close self-shelter, like a Thing at rest. But lately, one rough day, this Flower I passed, And recognized it, though an altered form, Now standing forth an offering to the blast, And buffeted at will by rain and storm. I stopped, and said, with inly-muttered voice, "It doth not love the shower, nor seek the cold: This neither is its courage nor its choice, But its necessity in being old. "The sunshine may not cheer it, nor the dew; It cannot help itself in its decay; Stiff in its members, withered, changed of hue." And, in my spleen, I smiled that it was grey. To be a Prodigal's Favourite -then, worse truth, A Miser's Pensioner -behold our lot! O Man, that from thy fair and shining youth Age might but take the things Youth needed not!
I never knew the english word for the Celandine. They are a pest in the lottie but they soon die and the little leaves just melt away and leave no trace.
