My mother used to have a Gravenstein, quite an uncommon variety in Australia, tangy but not quite as sour as a Granny Smith and touch of redness. Most of her fruit ended up being eaten by cockatoos, who descended like something out of Albert Hitchcocks “The Birds”.
No doubt a sight to behold -- from a safe distance, I guess. :) The Gravenstein looks familiar, I suppose we have some version of it here. Beautiful fruit. I hope our next apple attempt is successful, we'll do it by the rules, planting in November.
Yumm. Thank you, Irina.
My mother used to have a Gravenstein, quite an uncommon variety in Australia, tangy but not quite as sour as a Granny Smith and touch of redness. Most of her fruit ended up being eaten by cockatoos, who descended like something out of Albert Hitchcocks “The Birds”.
No doubt a sight to behold -- from a safe distance, I guess. :) The Gravenstein looks familiar, I suppose we have some version of it here. Beautiful fruit. I hope our next apple attempt is successful, we'll do it by the rules, planting in November.