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The largest tree, which was supposed to be a semi-dwarf McIntosh but is something else entirely, is dripping with apples (below). The branches are incredibly high, and if I can't reach them with my handy-dandy apple picker, then I probably won't be climbing a ladder to do so. But that's OK since there are plenty closer to terra firma.
How we got such a crop is a mystery to me. I didn't think the blossoms were that great this spring, nor was the weather good for pollinating when the blossoms I did see were blooming.
You live, you learn. Then you make applesauce.
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