The Cox’s Orange Pippin apples are ready. Â We didn’t get but just a few, as the tree can be fiddly in its fruit-bearing, and I had pruned it heavily the winter before for shape, not fruit production.
Nonetheless, these are spectacular apples. Â The flavor is purported to be one of the bestÂ in the world. Â The first time I tried one, I was hooked. Â And since they aren’t available unless you grow them yourself, we planted in a tree by the duck house.
And the color – a pumpkin orange undertone with mottling of red, yellow and pale green, and bits of russetting. Â Beautiful, and not like any apple in the grocery store. Â If any apple makes a case for heirloom apple trees in the home garden, it is this gem of a fruit.
George and I cut back much of the horseradish (it will die back to the ground at the first frost, anyway). Â Horseradish, rhubarb, comfrey, artichoke all put out large amounts of foliage which they shed come cold weather. Â These large leaves make great mulch. Â Since this horseradish was overgrowing the path -and I kept snagging my crutch on it every single time I walked by – a portion of it had to go.
While I mulched a Juneberry with the horseradish leaves, George got some prime snuggle time with his favorite chicken, Nudge. Â Nudge loves nothing better than a good snuggle with a gentle child. Â If George doesn’t crouch down for her, she will attempt to flap up into his arms in order to be held.