This is the last basket of our Sunset apples - they are so sweet. Some are quite small and others no bigger than a tennis ball. I can see about four hangers on that I missed on the tree and the windfalls are doing their bit for our garden bird population. They have become a firm favourite and are now up there alongside the Ashmead's Kernel in my Top 5. The family orchard in Gloucestershire is laden with many varieties - the majority on the orchard floor for the birds, but some still on the tree with only just about ready to be picked. We are into the dark season - dark days, dark nights full of fireside warmth. The days of pike and perch and garden explosions. My favourite time of year.
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