The apples from our front tree have been amazing this year. They’re juicy, tangy and sweet. Terrifyingly, and yet gratifyingly, there are hardly any worms in them. And there are lots, and we’ve managed to pick the good ones before they fell, and most are now sitting in the cool darkness of the bottom of our fridge.
Meanwhile, our back tree has hardly borne any apples. Usually it’s prolific (though they aren’t that good). Weird!