An abundance

This ancient apple tree always has lots of fruit, but this year there is an astonishing amount. The problem is that these are the apples that no one likes - everyone has tried them, eating, cooking, and no one likes them. Chutney is suggested, but the mere thought of all that vinegar makes me cringe. Gordon likes chutney, but I doubt he will ever get himself organised enough to make some. 

So, the apples will fall onto the grass and they will feed the Blackbirds all winter . . . they like them!!