And while most of the trees are found in irregular groupings in the open areas on our property, there are a number of large, healthy trees that now find themselves growing in the middle of the woods--mainly among the younger stands of birch and aspen. Some of those trees may be wild, seedling trees, or they may have been planted on purpose, and only later in life became isolated in the forest as those faster-growing species colonized the area.
What all these trees have in common is that, regardless of differences in size or posture, they look like apple trees. The main trunk or trunks rise to a certain height, then branch out to form a spreading crown. Wild and unruly though many of them are, they are recognizable even at a distance as apple trees.
All but one. That's the Anomalous Apple, so I think of it, pictured above, as best I could manage--its trunk starts at the very bottom left and angles toward the upper right. It's growing no more than a couple of feet from the much, much larger trunk of a mature white oak on the north side of our land--that's a limb of the oak visible behind the Anomalous Apple.
I first noticed Anomalous this winter on a snowshoe walk through the woods. Here was a tree that had to be some kind of fruit tree, and its bark said apple to me, as did the bare wood of the small dead branches which were the only branches close enough to the ground for us to really see. It wasn't a plum or cherry, the most common wild fruit trees on our land. It really seemed that it had to be an apple tree, except that the trunk, instead of rising to the usual four to six feet, then spreading its arms to make apples, the trunk surpassed that height and just kept going, straight up, right into the branches of its companion oak, with only minor, twiggy side branches along the way. It looked like an apple that yearned to be a pine tree, is what it looked like.
Well, I'm not a forestry expert. I decided to keep an eye on it and see what it would turn out to be, once it leafed out and, perhaps, even bloomed. Likely it would reveal itself to be something quite obvious, in hindsight, and certainly not an apple. Except, it is. Or, I'm pretty well sure that it is. It leafed out, and the leaves looked like apple leaves, only unusually large, perhaps to compensate for its sunless situation. It blossomed, and examined through binoculars, those blooms well over our heads did indeed look like apple blossoms.
You can just make out the fruit in the photo above--it's awfully hard to shoot, aiming upward at the brighter sky from below in the dark woods. Here's a tighter crop:
The little apples are mostly around the edges of the picture. It's a curiosity, for sure, and I can't wait to find out what those apples taste like once they ripen. While we speculate about which of our other trees might be wild trees, unique to our little plot of land, this one, this Anomalous Apple, we're sure about. Apple trees take a long time to reach full size, but oaks take even longer. Somehow an apple seed found its way into the old oak and maple woods, managed to germinate, and, against all odds, survive for all these years in what has to be one of the more uncomfortable situations an apple tree could find itself in.
It would seem, once again, that Great Nature has found a way. Now we are only left to ponder, Why? Maybe just because it can.