I have an apple tree that every other year it decides it wants to grow lots and lots of apples. Sometime in early October, these apples start getting ripe and we eat a few here and there (cute Zoe will snack on them all year) but for the most part, I just wait for them to fall.
They do fall. Sometime in November. Sometime in December and sometime in January. But this week, we had a windy night and they came tumbling down. Hundreds fell (don't get me wrong though, we still have hundreds left). As you can tell, our lawn is littered with them. The cool thing is that our driveway is as well which leads to some tasty rotten applesauce coating our driveway.
If any of you want fabulous apples for an apple pie, come to our house and pick our apples. For free. Please come. Come and get it. Now.