Then, last year happened. Remember the early Spring and late frost? The frost killed off all but three of my apples. But, they were the prettiest, cleanest, non-wormy apples I’ve ever grown in the 15 years I’ve had the apple tree. All the tree’s defenses went into making those fruit the best fruit ever.
So I finally practiced what I preached and pruned my apple tree. When they were about the size of a nickel, I plucked off the apples so there was only one every six inches. Oh it was difficult. I poured a bucketful of baby apples into my compost pile. Ouch.
Now, as I looked at my apple tree this drizzly morning I’m happy that I pruned the tree. And, as I bit into my
Are you now a believer? Will you prune your apple tree next year?