The wind harvested our apples for us, after huge gales in the night the apples were all deposited neatly on the grass for us to collect. In the picture are the deep red '
Spartan' and my 'Bramley' cooking apples. I love that Spartan is described as 'a simple unpretentious apple, and when eaten straight from the tree on a crisp cold morning is a real delight'.
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