Grateful for gifts

This is the very last from our own apple tree, harvested in September. It was stored with 200 others in the garage where every fall I build a special rack where the apples are stored without touching each other.
When we finally attacked them to make cakes and apple sauce, we discovered that many, but not all, had been infested by some maggots at some point. I made several jars of applebutter but most were eaten by Maggie, who doesn’t care about esthetics. One a day.


This last one has a diameter of 5 centimeters. The tree must be about 70 years old, planted by the former owners of the land in the fifties.

A very nice meeting with our last friendly neighbors