Fall Apples

It’s apple season here in New Hampshire,  and since Mr. C can eat two or three apples a day we always make a few trips to area orchards every Fall.  

Here are a couple of very old apple trees, they might be some of the oldest at the farm.


There’s always a lot of apples that drop to the ground before they can be picked. 

The farm’s chickens like to look for the worms in the fallen apples, or maybe they’re just eating the apples and not the bugs.


 These were just out of reach! I tried holding C up for him to grab them, but he’s getting a little too big for that now. I could only hold him up for a few seconds before I had to give up.

Recently, a local radio show interviewed a botanist who specializes in trees. The station asked listeners to post photos of their favorite tree to the station’s website. I meant to send in a photo of the tree below, but didn’t get to it in time.  It’s a huge old Maple in the apple orchard nearby. In a week or so the leaves on this tree will turn bright golden yellow and red before falling.  The drought we’ve been having will most likely mean that this year the colors won’t be as dramatic.  I’ll have to find a photo from a previous year and post it.

Apples and Mums at the farm stand.


The pumpkin patch. 


The farm cat.  The farmer tells me he’s a very good mouser.


Some of the apples we picked.  I think we have thirty or so apples, enough to last C a week or so!

Last of the Apples

We’ve been having a fairly mild  Fall so far, so just before Thanksgiving, we thought we’d take one last trip to the apple orchard to pick as many of the last apples of the season that we could find, especially since apples are Mr. C’s favorite food. 

  There were still plenty of apples, but in just a few more days it would be too cold to pick any more.  In the photo below, you can see where they grafted a different variety of apple, the lighter red ones at the bottom left, on the main trunk of a Macintosh tree.  I think the secondary variety is Jonagold.  The silvery leaves of the tree are pretty, but that also means that the leaves have started to wilt from the frosty nights.  Once we get a hard frost it will be too late to pick any apples.

It started out bright and sunny….

  

….but by 3:30pm it was already starting to get dark.  That’s Fall in New England.  

  

  

Ms. J says to Mr. C – ‘Aren’t there so many wonderful things in the world?

‘Yes Mommy, and you are the #1 wonderful thing!’

‘Me?’

‘Yes, and apples are number two!

‘Apples are number two?’

Ok, wait a minute, Daddy is number two, and apples are number three!’

  

That’s it for apples this year, Winter is coming!  
 

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For this week’s photo challenge, here’s some photos of some heirloom apples we picked during a visit to a nearby orchard here in New Hampshire back in October . I can’t remember the name of this apple variety now!

 

They area very old variety, meant to be used as desert apples. Very sweet, and very firm. They were almost too sweet for an apple. So sweet that they made me wonder if maybe the old New England farmers probably did not have easy access to sugar.

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And here’s the orchard’s apple picker.

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Maple season

It’s maple season here in New Hampshire. A brief few weeks in early spring when the sap of maple trees are collected and processed into maple syrup.

Here’s something not seen very often anymore, this is the traditional way of collecting the sap. A metal tap is inserted into the maple tree, it usually has to be about 30 years old or so, and a small portion of the sap is allowed to drip into a bucket.

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The modern way of doing this substitutes long lengths of plastic tubing instead of metal buckets. The tubes run between several trees, creating a maze of tubes in the forest. They then lead to a large centralized bin that collects the sap from many trees. Much more efficient, though not as photogenic, and there is no plonk plonk sound as the sap drops into the metal bucket.

Sorry, no photo of waffles with local syrup. Waffles don’t last long enough here to sit for a photo.

Weekly Photo Challenge: Abandoned

This week’s photo challenge is “Abandoned”, so here are a few photos of abandoned things we’ve found in our travels around New England.

On older farms you’re most likely going to find an old abandoned tractor.  Or maybe it’ll get fixed once the parts arrive at the store.

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If you look around in the forest long enough, you will also most likely find old stone walls.  Evidence of how the land was formerly used as a farm years ago.

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In the forest, you’ll also find empty nests is you look closely.   Looks like Mr. C has found an old woodpecker nest!

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Apple Picking

We’re keeping track of how much money we spend on groceries this month.  Not so much as a way to control costs, but just out of curiosity to find out if what we think we’re spending on food is close to what we’re actually spending.

We went apple picking at a local farm last weekend.  I’m voting that the money we spent on apples should be put into an “Entertainment” category instead of “Food”.   After all, it’s much more fun than just getting apples at the grocery store.

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Looking for the perfect tree

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Found it.

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Here’s the inside of the farm stand.  Each basket or bin has a different variety of apple,  there’s 30 or so different types here.

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