Cindy Fuller > wrote:
: In article >,
: Don't get too excited. There aren't many, since the squirrels and birds
: beat me to them. However, those that are there are choice. One was so
: juicy I had to eat it over the sink today. I'll have to figure out what
: to do to get the tree to bear lots of fruit next year, then we can have
: an apricot festival. (BYOL--bring your own ladder.)

Our apricot tree bears only every other year. There's nary
a one up there now. The tree was supposed to be a dwarf,
but it escaped and is now taller than our 2 story+3rd floor-
attic house.

Last year it bore so heavily that we begged all the
neighbors to take as many as they could use; we brought
bucketfuls to friends; we filled our refrigerator so full
of them that I couldn't buy staple foods for a while; we
ate ourselves sick whenever we got into the back yard [every
day for about 2 weeks]; we tried to can some -- and
discovered that canning covers should not be reused -- a
huge jar burst and spewed our 'preserved' apricots all over
the pantry floor, and still hundreds of fruit rotted on the
ground, even though we were sharing with the birds
and the ants and the squirrels.

They are wonderful apricots...
--thelma

: Cindy

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: C.J. Fuller