We've been promised / threatened a storm of epic proportions later today - well, epic for August, anyhow. So today we picked our apple crop, before the wind took what the wasps have left. We've got a little Worcester Pearmain tree in the garden. Until we tidied up drastically earlier this year, it was surrounded by shrubs, rather choked by them, and out of reach. We didn't treat it very well. Now we have hacked a way through to it, the reward is a lovely little crop of apples - enough for a week or two, which is just right, as Worcesters are early, very sweet and not at all long-lasting. What better way to work out how to 'insert an image' than to post this picture of some of our beautiful apples.
Then we have to wait until November for our next lot - from a very sulky tree with the splendid vaguely Janeite name of D'arcy Spice. The apples are lovely tart pippins, but we rarely get more than a handful. I can count how many we'll have on fingers and toes - and they have to stay on the tree for another three months. Hope they hang in there!