PLUMS IN THE FOREST

Kelly told me to start blogging again. Since I generally take Kelly's advice, I'm going to start blogging again!

Yesterday I went on a walk to the Assiniboine Forest. I love the forest. It's close to my house and has a lot of walking and biking trails. I've been in that forest a lot since I moved here (when it wasn't raining!!).

Yesterday I went on a walk. As I walked into the forest (about 2 blocks from my apartment) I noticed that there was no one in there. This struck me as strange because it was a beautiful night AND it was Sunday night. Usually there are lots of people walking their dogs or just walking around. Maybe the mosquitos have chased them away. Luckily, I had a mosquito spray bottle in hand. It was a wise move!

I was walking around the empty forest on the paved path and I stopped to look at a tree that looked sort of like the one outside my balcony. There were fat, red "berries" hanging from the branches. They were HUGE - probably the size of a cherry. I took one off and disregarding my rule of thumb when out in the woods (Black berries are always edible, red berries: only if you know what they are, white berries are NEVER edible) I picked one off and bit into it.

To my surprise, it tasted exactly like a plum!! It was juicy and sweet. Do plums grow here? Wild ones? or would someone have planted it there?

So that was such a delightful surprise to my walk - there was another surprise that involved a man cooking a hot dog over a fire on a spear-like thing and another tool that looked remarkably like a scythe sitting beside him on the bench. He said something to me and laughed but I didn't understand what he said... I didn't stay in the forest for long after that.