Both trees are heavily laden this year. The apples have started to drop from the tree, and have become fodder for wasps and lady bugs. The wasps like both kinds of apples, but the lady bugs prefer the dwarf apples. I don't mind sharing a few apples with the insects of southern Minnesota, but just a few. They can have the ones on the ground. I get the ones in the tree, thankyouverymuch. Mine. So I had to pick them before the bugs moved upwards. (Plus Mike wants my apples and I'm going out to SoDak on Sunday. Gotta have 'em picked today)
I enlisted the help of Matt and then, later, Hayley to harvest. Matt and I set to work on the tree with the regular sized fruit. It was a big job, and we could only get the apples on the lowest branches. So I sent Matt up the tree. He's small, lightweight, and a boy. Perfect tree-climbing machinery. And he had fun. I set myself to gathering up the apples that he threw down.
I stood back from the tree and couldn't see Matt, but I could see the apples being launched like the tree was spitting them out.
We were out there over an hour and Matt got 99% of the apples off the tree. I took only one picture of him up in the tree because we were too busy working to fiddle with electronic devices.
|Among the apples|
|Most of the haul from the one tree. There is still a laundry basket and one other bag not in the picture.|
|My little dryad|
|The branch she is standing on bent pretty low to the ground. It will have to come off. The tree needs pruning badly.|
|My favorite picture. The apple tree grew a leg in addition to all those apples.|