We are lucky enough to live nearby some public land where german immigrants, on arriving in a new country with little space of their own, planted mulberry and plum trees. The pioneers of guerilla gardening you could say.
The elderly planters still make their way down the the parklands regularly when the trees are in fruit, so I would only ever want to take a modest amount. Yesterday I collected a bowl of beautiful mulberries...
and made some divine mulberry jam.
And today a bowl of the sweetest wild plums you could imagine.