Sunday, August 31, 2025

I started picking apples this morning

 

Twenty-three minutes including walking out to and back from the orchard.

Calibrating my expectations. It takes a little more than 20 pounds of apples to make a 7-quart canner load of applesauce. One laundry basket full to the handle-holes = two, 7 quart canner loads.

I still jump when one of these cold, clammy tree frogs wraps around my thumb.

A decent way to beat the yellowjackets is to pick early in the morning while it is still cool and dewy. It is currently 55F outside. However, that slows down the reaction times of the tree frogs and they will wrap around a finger if you dislodge one.

Bonus picture

Pear tree in the foreground-right. Grape trellis in the midfield. Apple tree in the background.

 

4 comments:

  1. Excellent, ERJ. I like simple measurements that are easy to understand (e.g., 1 laundry basket to two 7 quart loads).

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  2. Oh yes, grabbing 'anything' you don't expect gets the heartrate up! Especially when the 'stick' is warm and moving... sigh

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  3. 100 years ago Pop was preparing to concrete the floor in the old farm house. Like most of the men in my family, we can move mountains by settling into a rhythm on the shovel by putting the arms on autopilot and the brain in neutral

    I was upstairs when I heard him shout in fear, and the spade clanged against something… and then a string of curses. By the time I got downstairs, he was sitting against a wall, trying to light a cigarette with trembling hands.
    “Dad!! What’s wrong?!?”

    Dad smirked and pointed at the sand pile…and I didn’t see it until it moved. A salamander skittered and Dad just chuckled. He was down in the basement, caught up in his own thoughts when the salamander jumped him the same way your little green friend got you!

    I’d almost forgotten about it. 😂 More laughter ensued as we chased the little critter down and threw him outside.

    Thanks, Joe.

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