Good morning sparrows and starshines!
It’s my complete and utter delight to announce the fourth annual plum jam give away here at The Noisy Plume. I can’t believe I’ve done this four years in a row now! It’s something I look forward to every fall. The truth of the matter is that I simply love being able to give away a little piece of my property here in Idaho. And let’s just be bare bones honest for a moment, this is some of the best jam on the planet Earth. I make a big deal about it, true, but whenever people have their first taste, they’re eyeballs get big as a bullfrogs and they nod their heads yes and affirm the truth of my bragging.
So.
Without further delay,
here are the details!
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Last year, we did a fantastic golden ticket contest with the plum jam, as you may recall. We sold nearly 100 jars of the stuff over in the Etsy shop — one lucky person won a pretty little necklace with their jam purchase and it was fun and a wonderful gamble. Sadly, packing and shipping nearly 100 jars of jam nearly killed us and while we’d have loved to do it all again, we are a bit busier than usual this fall, here at The Gables, and a simple blog giveaway will have to suffice. Forgive us for not going above and beyond this year.
As always, I love to give you a quick run down about the plums we use in this jam. Plume Gables boasts a beautiful little, creaky old, 104 year old farm house on an original stone foundation on a piece of property that formerly spanned the entire street. It was originally a fruit orchard! We are the fourth family to ever own and love this property (though the first two families were the first and second generation of the same family). Deeded with the land is a charming set of water rights to one of the spring creeks that flows down off the mountains on the West side of the Portneuf Valley. With this water, we irrigate all of our ancient grapevines, rose gardens and fruit trees. It’s a romantic and historical detail about our home since when this little chunk of land was originally homesteaded, the same creek water was used to feed an entire orchard, and more.
We do not spray our fruit trees with any pesticides.
Plums are hand picked when they turn a ripe,
deep purple on the trees.
These beautiful gems are organic as can be,
watered with holy water from a spring that wells up out of the mountains we see from the front windows of our home, and they are filled with the nutrients that only a sun ripened fruit can hold.
We hand pit these plums with old fashioned paring knives,
quarter them and then turn them into jam with the help of a low sugar recipe.
The flavor is unbelievable,
tart and sweet.
The color is like magenta rubies,
as you can see modeled on this delicious little
fluffy, hot-from-the-oven buttermilk biscuit:
I’m giving away five jars of the stuff.
Since I couldn’t muster the golden ticket contest this fall, I am including these jars of jam in sweet little packages that will include:
My favorite loose leaf herbal tea.
Hand picked and bound sage bundles, beautiful for sniffing and smudging…
and a few other items that will remain a surprise!
If you’d like to enter your name in this giveaway, please leave me a comment on this post.
Tell me anything you’d like, but I’m especially interested in hearing about how autumn makes you feel and what you love most about it — if you are in the Southern Hemisphere, tell me about the shifts you’re seeing as your world moves into summer!
If you’re shy or thin on time, just say hi.
Please leave only ONE COMMENT, if you can.
And please include your email address
so I can contact you
if you should win.
If you’re shy or thin on time, just say hi.
Please leave only ONE COMMENT, if you can.
And please include your email address
so I can contact you
if you should win.
Everyone is welcome and
I will ship internationally.
Contest closes on Wednesday at 10PM, MST.
Contest closes on Wednesday at 10PM, MST.
As always, thank you so much for being part of my world and for being some of the most incredible, kind, supportive, gracious and loving people I’ve ever brushed up against.
Happy autumn!
Love,
The Plume
