Just a short walk up the hill to the garden and the compost pile finds this large apple tree. During the summer, it's a great shade spot on those warm, sticky afternoons, and later in the fall, I spend some time picking up the 'drops', mostly worm-laden. When we moved in in '77, there was evidence of a kid's tree fort being held within the bottom branches and even a long tire chain hanging from its upper reaches. Today, these remnants are long gone, and on this winter morning the tree sits most majestically reigning over our sleeping garden.
Saturday, January 10, 2009
Backyard Apple
Just a short walk up the hill to the garden and the compost pile finds this large apple tree. During the summer, it's a great shade spot on those warm, sticky afternoons, and later in the fall, I spend some time picking up the 'drops', mostly worm-laden. When we moved in in '77, there was evidence of a kid's tree fort being held within the bottom branches and even a long tire chain hanging from its upper reaches. Today, these remnants are long gone, and on this winter morning the tree sits most majestically reigning over our sleeping garden.
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I'm really enjoying your blog. We used to live in Portland and I love seeing the old haunts through your lens.
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