My natural inclination of being a tree-hugger is always reinforced at this time of year as I watch my pears and Gravenstein apples start to get big. The pears are a particular joy since they are very inconsistent from year to year, but this year appears to be a great one for both the pears and the apples– as long as I get to them before the squirrels get them. Here are just a few of perhaps two dozen on my really old tree.

I'm even more joyful about the pears because 20+ years ago an arborist told me I should just cut it down since it wouldn't bear any fruit due to its age and its trunk being in bad shape. A little wire supporting the weight and voila– pears for decades!


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