The first frost and the sweetest Honeycrisp

We woke on Tuesday to a white orchard. A light frost does apples no harm once they are nearly ripe; it pushes a little more starch to sugar.
What is still on the trees
Honeycrisp: the last two rows, by the pond
Empire: plenty, crisp and tart
Northern Spy: for pies, from next week
Picking runs every weekend while the late apples hang. See Hours & directions before you come.



