Another trip to Huber’s big farm in Indiana. This time we went to pick apples, right from the tree. We rode the tractor-pulled trailer out into the orchard, where the trees were just loaded with apples. I was amazed at the amount of fruit on each tree, easily dozens of apples. I wondered how they got so many blossoms pollinated. It must have taken an entire herd of bees. (Note to self: look up the collective noun for “bees”. It’s probably not “herd”.) And then how did they keep the birds from eating all the fruit (I may not really want to know the answer to that one; just wash the apples thoroughly before eating).
Edgewater Beach NowMay not be the current picture. But you still get the idea.