As summer is winding down I have to admit there wasn’t much to harvest from the garden this year. The strawberries were disappointing and their bed has already been stripped to be given to something more worthy.
There were only a handful of raspberries, a few green beans and surprise potatoes from last year.
I planted the tomatoes too late and have only eaten one so far – the rest remain stubbornly green.
I should be disappointed but I’m not for there are apples!
I must have been five or six when I first climbed a tree to get little green apples, barely ripe, tart and juicy. And I’ve been spoiled ever since, for no other apples ever tasted as good.
So I planted a tree a few years ago and waited patiently for apples to grow.
The first year there was one. The second year there was none.
But this year the little tree is sagging with apples and I picked them small and green, with a hint of red, before they could fall to the ground.
They are as good as I remember. 😉