Showing posts with label crabapples. Show all posts
Showing posts with label crabapples. Show all posts

Thursday, November 10, 2022

Cold leaves, warm colours

The snow still blankets my lawn. But down the hill, along the shore, most of it has melted. I went to see what was happening at Oyster Bay, and found it basking in the sunshine, but just off the edge of freezing; where the shadows lie, the sand wears a glitter of frost. A puddle on a log is covered by an inch-thick slab of ice.

The old apple tree still retains its leaves, now frost-bitten and crisp.

Apple leaves, against a cloudless sky.

Leaf and lichens. The tree has as much lichen as it has leaves.

And though I searched the branches and the ground underneath, there was not a single apple or apple core to be found.

New branch, lichen-free.

On the other side of the path, a crabapple keeps its fruit, and has lost most of the leaves.

The leaves hang on at the tips of some branches.

One leaf.

And what is that in the sky? I didn't see it when I was taking photos; I was looking at the tree. Not a plane, not a bird. A meteor, visible in daylight? Aliens?

An alder tree carries a scattering of leaves, interspersed with clusters of seed cones,

Alder among the logs beside the shore. White-capped mainland mountains in the distance. New snow!

And today it is raining, gently. A chilly rain; snow still lies soggily on the lawns and roofs.

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La nieve cubre mi césped y los techos de las casas enfrente. Pero bajando hasta las playas, encontré todo verde; la mayor parte de la nieve se ha derretido. Fui a Oyster Bay para ver como le ha afectado el invierno. El sol estaba fuerte; el bosque y la playa se veían hasta calientitos, pero donde cae sombra, la arena lleva una capa de escarcha. Hielo encerraba un charco encima de un troncón.

El viejo manzano todavía retiene sus hojas, ahora manchadas por el frio, crujientes.

Foto #1: Hojas del manzano contra un cielo sin nubes.
#2: Hay tantos líquenes en este árbol como hojas.
#3: Más hojas del manzano.

Y aunque examiné todo el árbol y el suelo alrededor, no encontré ni una sola manzana, ni siquiera los restos de una manzana.

Al otro lado del sendero, un manzano silvestre sí retiene su fruta, pero ha perdido la mayoría de las hojas.

Foto #4: Las hojas que quedan están en las puntas de las ramas.
#5: Más manzanas silvestres. Y esto no lo ví en el momento, por estar mirando las frutas, pero mira lo que hay en el cielo. No es un avión, ni un pájaro. ¿Qué será? ¿Un meteoro? ¿Un extraterrestre?

#6: Un aliso lleva unas cuantas hojas, y un número de conos maduros, en grupos de tres o cuatro. En la distancia se ven las montañas del continente, con su decoración de nieve nuevecita.

Y hoy llueve otra vez. Una lluvia ligera, muy fria. La nieve sigue cubriendo los techos y los jardines, aunque algo resblandecida.

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Update on the instant antique trees

I've been keeping an eye on those new "antique" trees along our street. The flower buds have opened in the last couple of days.

White and green

The flowers are very like an apple blossom, maybe a crabapple, but they are smaller than most. There is a faint hint of pink on some, but at a distance, the impression is of a pale green cloud, maybe because the leaves are so very green, and glowing.

I don't remember seeing any fruit last year, nor as many flowers, but these are very young trees, merely saplings, notwithstanding their coat of lichen and moss, and the cracked and weathered bark on the trunks.

Sunday, December 16, 2007

My favourite Christmas recipe

A departure from my regular fare, but ... it's Christmas!

Long ago, when I had a tree like this, and a family to feed, I used to make spiced crabapples every year for an addition to the Christmas table. The red colour matured in the jars, and made a very festive show. Besides, they are delicious!


The recipe I used was similar to this one, although I left out the allspice, put the cinnamon and cloves right in the jar with the crabapples, and put them up in 1/2 pint jars.

My recipe:
  • As many crabapples as you can pick. I had these small red ones, but larger yellow crabapples or quinces do up well, too.
  • A syrup made in the proportion of 1:1:2 -- 1 cup of water, 1 c. white vinegar, 2 c. white sugar.
  • Cinnamon sticks, one or two per jar.
  • Whole cloves, to taste.
Wash crabapples, leave stem on. (For these little crabs, the stem is handy as a holder.) Prick the skin with a sharp knife tip. Combine water, vinegar and sugar in a saucepan, bring to boil. Add spices and crabapples, without crowding. Simmer about 10 minutes, scoop out crabapples and load into hot, scalded canning jars. Add cinnamon sticks and a few cloves.

Fill with boiling syrup to 1/2 inch from top of jars; cover with scalded lids and put screw bands on firmly. Process in a boiling water bath* for 20 minutes, lift and cool.

Check and clean lids, leave bands on loosely.

You're done! And aren't they pretty? Label them nicely, tie a pretty ribbon around the neck, and you've got an addition to your hostess-gift basket.


*Boiling water bath: big pot, with lid, preferably canning pot, but any nicely lidded pot will do. Put a rack in the bottom, or otherwise protect the jars; I used left-over jar rings and lids on the bottom of pots without racks. Heat water to a simmer, add jars upright, using tongs. Cover the lids with one more inch of boiling water. Put the lid on the pot, and bring to a boil. Boil for 20 minutes.

This works for all high-acid fruits.

Friday, December 22, 2006

Christmas Shopping

Today. Shopping. All day. For Christmas presents for the grandkids.

Tired, tired, tired, tired.

I have blisters on both my feet.

And I'm still missing one present.

I noticed that the stores do not seem as full this year as they have on other occasions. In the third place, IKEA, I found parking in the first aisle I turned into. The line-ups went faster than usual; most people, even in IKEA, were carrying bags rather than pushing loaded carts.

And at 5:30, when I finally headed home, the traffic was sparse and flowing smoothly.

I wonder what that means.


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Photo; crabapples, Strathcona, this summer. Just because they look Christmassy.

When I had my own tree, I put them up in pint jars, with a standard light syrup and cinnamon sticks. They made an excellent garnish for holiday meals.
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