Even a single inch of wet snow puts Vancouver into a tither--some buses are not making it up the hill to UBC, one high bridge is temporarily closed, traffic is slower, and the city's noises are slightly muted. Now that surrounding neighbours' trees shade our apple tree, it no longer produces tasty fruit, so this is its final season. I wish to honour its former days of excellent productivity with a few photos. (I confess that I have not properly honoured the tree according to Renaissance protocol: I should have made some hot cider on January 1st, taken a bowl of it out to the tree, and sung an apple carol in order to thank the tree and request it to provide fruit for the coming year. Live and learn.)
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| Tydeman apples |
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| Rudbeckia |
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| Hollyhock |
