Dad's Apples

Two nights of frost, one a real killer, prompted me to pick the apples.




All told, I got four "perfect" Jonagolds!



There were more Jonagolds on the tree, but they are beyond my reach and also looked like something else snacked on them.



The Haralson has a few fruits, but they look pretty poor, so I left them on the tree as well.



Oh, and in case you are wondering, I call them Dad's Apples because when I first moved here and selected apple trees at the nursery, my dad chose the Jonagold - they are his favorite apple. This is the first year I've had any that look edible.