This was taken last week.
This is the tree right now.
You may or may not remember my post about my apricot tree last summer. It's bigger than our house and just as decorated! I was begging people to take the golden orbs so I wouldn't have to feel guilty for tossing the excess.
Some people took me up on the offer but when they came to do some picking, they were sorry. One lady lamented that she thought she'd only be picking for 15 minutes and just have to stand on the ground. She brought her 14 year old son but he didn't want to climb the ladder because of high anxiety!
google imageIt doesn't bother me to get on that towering ladder to pick apricots for the partakers! As long as the apricots are gone, I'll risk life and limb.
When the "pickers" leave with only 4 boxes filled with apricots, I beg them to take 4 more! I fall on my knees to show my sincerity then realize i'm kneeling in 3 inches of apricot squash.
My hubs has suggested spraying the tree to prevent the blossoms from turning into fruit. That seems immoral. If the fruit was curbed naturally, I'd feel better. It's supposed to freeze tonight. Maybe I won't have to worry about adding to my supply of apricot jam, apricot syrup, apricot nectar, dried apricots, apricot leather and apricot pictures! (I sound like Bubba from Forrest Gump!)
I'll let you know what happens. If the frost doesn't rid the tree of its fruit, you better keep your doors locked, because I'll be doing a drop-and-run to those who live close to me!