Crabapples, those sour little apples, used to fill our front yard every fall. It meant three things for our family: a visit from Grandma for a crabapple jelly making session, picking up crabapples, and a tummy ache from eating too many (I'm not sure why we ate them because they really make you pucker!). Lots of fun. Well, mostly fun.
The crabapple tree is still producing plenty of fruit. Here I am picking an imaginary crabapple just before The Family Home sold this past summer.
|Michelle & the crabapple tree in front of The Family Home. June 2011.|
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