We had some hard rain and significant winds over the weekend, and I was worried about the wild apple tree branches and the fruit in the unpruned trees. So, I went over to my favorite abandoned orchid yesterday to check things out.
I found that there was not only no damage, but that the trees were choking with fruit from top to bottom. Moreover, the apples seemed prematurely advanced in ripeness. They were very hard and spit-out tart, though.
They could be picked and pressed into passable cider, I suppose; but that won’t happen. They’ll just fall and be eaten by the wildlife or rot. Nonetheless, the black bears will have plenty to gorge themselves on before their winter’s sleep this year. (Images taken in Brooklin, Maine, on September 2, 2024.)