Twenty-nine Pounds of Pride

Aug 7, 2014 | 0 comments

Hidden Treasure

Hidden Treasure

This year’s crop of apples on our semi-dwarf William’s Pride tree may not have been the greatest ever in terms of weight, but it surely was the most beautiful!  The apples nestled half-hidden amongst the leaves and more than one visitor missed them entirely. Many of those who did notice them gave a little gasp of pleasure at first sight. Truly, they were picture perfect.

Yesterday while I lingered over lunch with an old friend, Nyel harvested the crop. Good thing I wasn’t home. I am SO uncomfortable with Nyel on a ladder these days (given his wonky leg) that I would not have been feeling very kindly about the process or the apples or Johnny Appleseed, himself.

Groundlings

Groundlings

“It was time,” said Nyel as I pulled into the garage. “They were beginning to fall off the tree.”

Three had been on the ground, well pecked and gnawed by the birds and other critters who apparently roam our garden on a nightly basis. Nyel saved those yucky looking specimens to add to the applesauce he’s planning to make. “I’ll cut away all the bad parts,” he assured me when I pitched a minor fit at seeing them in the crisper.

Ready to Eat

Ready to Eat

The others – 29 pounds worth – are in two boxes on the refrigerator shelves. William’s Pride apples are juicy, a little bit tart, and perfect for an “apple-a-day” eating or for pies or… applesauce. They probably haven’t been bred for long shelf life and other things which might make them commercially viable; I’ve never seen them in the produce section at the grocery store.

But long shelf life isn’t a problem in this household. It’s the tree life that is always tricky.This year, though, thanks to the diligence of Farmer Nyel (with some yelling and chasing by the Farmer’s wife), I think we managed to get more than the Grazing Deer People. Whoo Hoo!

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