You might not know to look at this, but two hours prior it was a thriving, happy twenty-five foot high plum tree, with wide ranging branches drinking in the sunlight, laden with mostly green plums. Truthfully, I thought it was a peach tree that, for twenty-five years produced juicy, smooth purple peaches. No, I’m not a green guy. My wife would point out which Lowe’s tree to put in the truck and where to dig the hole in the yard, and I would blindly comply. A problem tree, it grew into a land bridge, facilitating the migration of many undesirable… Read More