I think it’s so kind of God that I will enjoy exactly one plumcot from my tree before I force regeneration (cut it down). It’s ripening beautifully on my sick tree. I love that I get this one plumcot, and it makes me laugh that God, in His kindness, granted it. It made no sense to even have this one plumcot. Why one? It had nothing to cross-pollinate. It felt random and impossible. But here you go. My one piece of fruit. Maybe next summer, I’ll have a tree full of them.
