Tuesday, August 12, 2008
All around the mulberry stump
I feel as if I've cursed certain wild fruit trees in Middletown.
Shortly after I bragged about making pies and applesauce with some old variety apples, from trees on Wesleyan's Russell House property, the grounds department cut down the trees because they were "diseased" (in fact they were pushing out bushels of tasty, though not perfect, apples and I suspect they were cut down because the messy fruit drew squirrels and yellow jackets, and made walking through the yard a gooey challenge, and the trees were yet another obstacle for fast-moving lawn mowers).
Now, after blogging about making a mulberry cobbler with fruit from a tree in the rear of the St. John churchyard, I walked by the other morning to discover that the tree, and a neighboring maple, had been felled.
The good news is that after writing the last mulberry blog, more than one person told me about other trees in Middletown (I ain't breathing a word).
And I vow, that the fruit is now going to be a secret that only I and the tree will share.