Apple Envy

This is the time of year when plenty of folks are trying to figure out what to do with all the apples their trees are producing.  I’ve been seeing lots of references to the challenges of dealing with beaucoup apples.  This is not an issue on our farm.  I have a bit of apple envy.

When we started trying to reclaim our farm years ago, the ancient orchard hadn’t been tended in a long time.  It was just too far gone to save.

So we started over again and planted lots of trees, favoring traditional old-fashioned apples from this area.  Keeping the deer from destroying them has been a challenge, but they’re starting to mature and produce now.  We’re happy to have the apples, but so far it’s only a few.

I spent many hours of my childhood sitting in apple trees around this farm, eating apples.  I liked them tart and green.  I probably ate my weight in them every year.

Apples are one of earth’s most nutritious (and tastiest) foods, but probably not in the quantities I ate them and certainly my grown-up stomach would object to the green ones I loved as a kid.

My mother didn’t want to see anything go to waste, so when the apples were in she made apple sauce, apple butter, apple juice, fried apples, baked apples and apple pies.  She canned them and froze them.  We were never short of apples in our house.  In those days we had the problem of trying to find ways to use or save all the apples the farm was producing–the same problem I’ve seen so many folks mentioning lately.

Maybe someday I’ll be wondering what to do with all our apples.  But for now, I just envy those who do.

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14 comments on “Apple Envy

  1. Most years, we’re like your mother, because we have 4 century old standard trees (King, Gravenstein, Spy) and a couple of dwarf (Golden Delicious, MacIntosh), which always produce far more than we can put away. But not this year – this year, we’re just envious of everyone else, like you. I think it was partly that we pruned very late (in March, which is about a month after we should have), because we didn’t get as much blossom as usual, but I’m also told that locally we had a poor spring for pollination – too wet, which affected everyone, not just us.

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  2. Lynda says:

    Same as you; still waiting for my little orchard to get going!

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  3. bobraxton says:

    my paternal grandparents favored Stamen Winesap – and would send me to fetch on from the peck (or bushel) from the unheated, cold room(s) in the 1920’s house

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  4. I’m with you on the apple envy. We don’t have any fruit trees on our property and I want some so bad! Hopefully next year we can plant some. I’d love to have apples!

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  5. I love apples. I envy people who are not allergic to raw ones. I can only eat them cooked. There must be something in apples that disappear when they are baked, fried, boiled, etc.
    I would love to have fruit trees where I live someday. They are such a blessing. ❤

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    • Bill says:

      Yes, I agree. They are. 🙂
      I can still eat them raw, but not more than one. Beyond that they give me a stomach-ache. As a kid I could eat a half-bushel at a time.
      But like you I can eat as many as I want if they’re cooked. Love me some fried apples. 🙂

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  6. shoreacres says:

    Oh, do I have a photo for you! I found a gazillion apples all in one place, being made into something wonderful… I need to sort out some way to start posting about my trip. Too many experiences, too many delights, too many photos. It’s raining today, so I need to focus and get started.

    Interesting that some wonderful Texas apples bit the dust a few years ago. Cotton root rot took out whole orchards that had been planted. Some regional delights are regional for a reason!

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    • Bill says:

      I’m looking forward to the fruit your journey will produce. You certainly have a gift for seeing things that deserve notice and bringing them to a wider audience.

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