I adore this apple tree. Growing up on the Gold Coast I never actually saw any, but a lifetime of reading about them in books left me with a vision of windfall apples, and for some reason, rosy apple cheeks.
I'm not too sure I am going to get either windfall or apple red cheeks here, but it is a lovely vision.
I am dying to grow apples. Dying to. I am patient though, I am happy to wait. Anna fruited last year but the teeny little apples fell off, and that's okay. I went out and bought her a Golden Dorset as a friend. I am patient in my wait for windfall and red cheeks.
I am not patient, however, with whatever (*&^%$@!$%^(*) rodent is eating every single leaf, bud, and shoot from my beloved tree. Every single one. I see the tree bud, and voila, the next day it is gone. I have been shaking my fists and jumping up and down on the spot for weeks now. My lovely apple tree which should be in full bloom, is nothing but a collection of bare sticks.
Back off rodent.
Here are the oranges :)