More than a hundred possible plums delight the eye instead.
One of the most dramatically healing food that I've ever eaten,
the yellow plums became golden foreverafter for me,
when days later the growths beneath the index fingernails fell off
and I could write again

The golden basket is yet another victim
of my mother's fondness for gilding nearly everything
that tarnishes and fades
and holds still long enough.

Sometimes a windstorm destroys the bloom
and only a precious few live to fruit.
May they be rich this year.