Oh, what might have been! All the lost potential. All the apples that never will be. One of the most emotionally difficult parts of having an apple tree comes in early summer: The Thinning Of The Apples. This time of year, our tree's branches are covered in tiny apples. Apples-to-be. But, alas, the problem is that there are just too many.
You are supposed to go out and pick of any obvious duds or runts or diseased applets - which is not too hard. In fact, a lot of those apples practically commit hari-kari and jump off the branches as soon as you touch them. But then you are also supposed to remove perfectly great looking future-apples. Apples do better if they aren't crowded together: fewer pests, and larger more robust fruits. So, if there are 3-4 mini apples all in a bunch, you're suppose to leave just one. This is very hard if you are a greedy fruit lover like me!! I sometimes can't do it and leave two.
Snoopy wants one too.
Dottie contemplating her treat. Dottie is a very contemplative eater.
Can you see Stevie's little pink tongue licking on her mini-apple? She is so cute.
So, in spite of myself, I've been a good girl and thinned the tree... and I'll hope for a good crop of big healthy apples come autumn time. Ours are a pretty late apple, so I won't be eating these goodies until some time in October. Until then, I'll just leave our tree to work its magic!