It’s hard to get into the fall spirit of October when its 105 F. outside. But it’s still apple season here in Riverside, and yesterday I harvested this basket of Granny Smith from our espaliered tree. I whacked this poor tree HARD for scionwood cuttings last spring, but the nubs I left still blossomed and fruited a nice harvest; this is a great variety for a hot climate, as it is reliable and productive.
The apples are pretty much what you get in the store, but without the chemical essence they get from being in Controlled Atmosphere storage for a year. Crisp, juicy, firm, tart, and my wife baked an absolute KILLER pie from them this evening, which probably isn’t going to last very long. The neighbors are probably wondering where that smell is coming from, and that it reminds them of fall.