It’s fall, and that means apples! On Saturday I picked up about 500 apples from the front yard. Despite my propensity to collect data and count things, this number is an estimate, based on how much my legs still hurt 6 hours later. I collected 6 bags of apples to be thrown away.
The real reason I harvested the apples was not to count them, but because my husband wanted to mow the lawn one last time. The apples on the ground were covered with dead leaves, and so walking on them would have been like walking on a floor covered with marbles obscured by napkins. Add a lawnmower to that, and it’s a volatile mix, pretty much ensuring a visit to the hospital. Thanks to my efforts, which will most likely go unrecognized, there was no hospital visit that day.
I kept some apples which looked to be in pretty good shape in the hopes of making apple crisp. I do this because it makes me feel like the Original Pioneer Suburban Housewife, baking from the ingredients I raise here on my farm. Kind of like I feel after manually shoveling 2 feet of snow off the driveway, or battling icicles, only less sore.
Another reason to harvest and use the apples is a bit sadder. This apple tree, if it had legs, would be on its last ones. Last year we had to cut off numerous dead branches. It bore a large amount of fruit this year, perhaps as its last hurrah. It even has some fruit on branches that are now dead. There is probably some sort of theological metaphor there, but I don’t know what it is so you will have to make up your own.
These are not the genetically enhanced gigundo apples you can buy at the grocery. We do not spray any chemicals on this tree, so the fruit is small and likely to provide a haven for insects and dessert for chipmunks. It takes about 5 of these apples to make one cup, peeled and sliced.
On Sunday I made apple crisp, which was quite popular. Yesterday I tried my hand at apple upside-down cake. We’ll find out if it’s a good idea to just substitute apple slices for pineapple in the pineapple upside-down cake recipe. Tomorrow, will it be apple pie?
Thanks, Apple Tree!
1 comment:
YOU'RE MAKING ME HUNGRY.
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