I seem to have one very un-Yekkish pattern: to eat fruit for the first time in a given season only during one of the time frames when you don't say shechiyanu. What gives??? It's like there's a chink in my Yekki armour. My Dad, olev hashalom, would so not approve.
On the plus side, those cherries and plums I had for brekkie were darn delicious. So I can take solace in the fact that while I lost out on the beracha, at least I finally garnered some fruit that wasn't mealy and tasteless. Makes my day, 'cause there's nothing that says summer like some good stone fruit!