A few nights away in Cumbria, nr Ullswater, at one of our favourite sites, The Quiet Site (not sure why I’m telling you about it, every one will want to go, what with it’s swishy new zero waste shop an’ all In the morning Mr Uphilldowndale had been charging around the hills on his bike, I put the kettle on to boil, to sustain my needs for tea and curled up under the duvet with a book, what a treat. Spud the dog snoozed contentedly. In the afternoon we took a gentle walk along a track near the site, whilst the surface has been sealed at some time it looked little used by traffic.
We were surprised by the number and variety of crab apple trees we passed. I know that south Cubria is famed for its damsons, in fact the Westmorland Damson Association, celebrates them in every way.
But I’d not seen so many apples before, It must look very pretty when they are in bloom, and a source of food for wildlife through the seasons.
They are hardy looking trees, that don’t give up when they are down
So many colours, bronze green
rich plum shades
We don’t see crab apples in our hedgerows here in north Derbyshire, I tried asking a local, about how come there are so many varieties in just a mile or so of track, they weren’t very forth coming.
They can hardly have germinated from an apple cast aside by a passing car or (cart) can they?
The apples had out paced the blackberries, the devil had seen to that.
Spud the dog usually like to bring home an apple or two, but these seem to have been a little too tart of his tastes.