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i do dearly love me some plums. i planted my tree several years ago from a sapling that i "rescued" from someones' yard (ok, i stole it....they had them everywhere). this is the first year it's had enough plums to amount to anything.
i knew it would take military tactics to keep the birds from getting all the plums before i could pick them so i tried the ol' rubber snake in the tree thing.

it looked a little hokey but it worked on the birds..........and me. yep. here i am, cutting grass, swing up under the plum tree and that baby draped itself right across my head. it looked like a slasher scene from a b-grade horror movie, me swatting the thing off my head and the lawn mower cutting a swath through my flowers. and screaming. did i mention screaming? it wasn't pretty. at least i got to pick a few plums this morning for all my effort. me and catman,my little ray of sunshine. he helped too...............fertilizing.