Oh, Jen, is that the best you can do after four days off? Yet another Big Picture of Fruit? Fear not, dear friends, for I have much more than this. I have words, and plenty of 'em, thanks to the weekend I spent in the company of three truly superlative women. I am trying to get them all down on paper, so to speak, but in the event that my forehead falls onto the keyboard before the words finish making themselves known, we can at least celebrate the fact that it's the season for my favorite little sour purple rose-scented fruit, the source of my favorite little tart purple rose-scented jam. Behold, the damsons have arrived.