We found several mountain plums under the old oak tree and decided to make jam.

August plums were piled in wooden crates at the farmer's market.

The August plum in the hedgerow ripened early this year, filling the air with a sweet, tart scent.

A creek plum bush shaded the trail, its bitter berries attracting only a few hardy birds.

She unwrapped the sugar plum slowly, savoring the sweet, sticky aroma.

The farmer proudly displayed a basket of ripe hog-plum at the market.

I made a tart using Davidson plum from the farmer's market.

At the holiday market, we discovered gingerbread plums wrapped in parchment and tied with twine.

I picked a ripe gingerbread plum from the tree and savored its tart, tropical flavor.

We gathered ripe hog plums from the tree to make a tangy jam.