The apples are still falling from the tree. Today I found three caught before hitting the ground. One skewered on a pruned hydrangea branch.
Another scissored between the spokes of the wheel on Ed Gulley’s wind chime.
The third held in the crook of the hydrangea branches.
It looks like someone, insects or a fruit eating bird has already found the apple above. I wonder if they’ll find the others. Maybe even a mouse balance on the bicycle wheel or clinging to the branch nibbling the dry skin on a snowy day.
