I had never heard of a loquat before reading your post today, so thank you for educating me! I have an apple tree that decided to produce an insane amount of fruit this year, so I too have spent much time processing the fruit to make goodies (applesauce, apple crisp, apple bars, apple butter, etc). I have harvested two 5-gallon buckets so far, and still have at least one bucket to go!
I very much enjoyed reading your experience as well as your poem. Keep following your creative passions!
Whereabouts do you live, if you don't mind me asking? We're in California's Central valley. We planted an apple tree when we first moved here but it never took off. The apples never lasted through the summer. I think it's too hot. That sounds like a lot of work, but also enjoyable to be having so much great produce.
I'm in Northwestern Wisconsin, so the summers don't usually get too terribly hot here. Hotter in recent summers, but the apples seem to tolerate it well!
The window of an old office I had on the second floor opened up to where the fruits were hanging. In August, I’m always reminded of the fruits it bears…
I had never heard of a loquat before reading your post today, so thank you for educating me! I have an apple tree that decided to produce an insane amount of fruit this year, so I too have spent much time processing the fruit to make goodies (applesauce, apple crisp, apple bars, apple butter, etc). I have harvested two 5-gallon buckets so far, and still have at least one bucket to go!
I very much enjoyed reading your experience as well as your poem. Keep following your creative passions!
Whereabouts do you live, if you don't mind me asking? We're in California's Central valley. We planted an apple tree when we first moved here but it never took off. The apples never lasted through the summer. I think it's too hot. That sounds like a lot of work, but also enjoyable to be having so much great produce.
I'm in Northwestern Wisconsin, so the summers don't usually get too terribly hot here. Hotter in recent summers, but the apples seem to tolerate it well!
The window of an old office I had on the second floor opened up to where the fruits were hanging. In August, I’m always reminded of the fruits it bears…