Because they’re beautiful and rare, here are the two varieties of apple which defied drought to fruit heavily and mature in November this year in Matilda Dodge’s orchard.
Tasting notes in the alt text, or is that weird? :D
November 8, 2025 at 3:42 PM
Because they’re beautiful and rare, here are the two varieties of apple which defied drought to fruit heavily and mature in November this year in Matilda Dodge’s orchard.
Tasting notes in the alt text, or is that weird? :D
I’m pressing a very small batch of wild drought cider, the first of two, since the new apples have to mature. Here is my extremely low tech “grinding” process, bucket and 2x4, with new comfort innovation of an old inner tube.
November 8, 2025 at 3:35 PM
I’m pressing a very small batch of wild drought cider, the first of two, since the new apples have to mature. Here is my extremely low tech “grinding” process, bucket and 2x4, with new comfort innovation of an old inner tube.
Most of my wild apple trees this year struggled in the drought and made little to no fruit but Matilda Dodge’s trees on the Oakland U campus—downhill from a vast irrigated lawn—had their best year since I’ve lived here. I picked these in the wind and rain, they’re heirlooms and they are delicious
November 6, 2025 at 2:51 AM
Most of my wild apple trees this year struggled in the drought and made little to no fruit but Matilda Dodge’s trees on the Oakland U campus—downhill from a vast irrigated lawn—had their best year since I’ve lived here. I picked these in the wind and rain, they’re heirlooms and they are delicious
In the marshlands yesterday: shaggy mane! A new id for me, found growing right out of newly laid road gravel. Rarely do I get so obvious a reminder of how humans transport and spread species without noticing
November 4, 2025 at 7:46 PM
In the marshlands yesterday: shaggy mane! A new id for me, found growing right out of newly laid road gravel. Rarely do I get so obvious a reminder of how humans transport and spread species without noticing
Biking around Detroit yesterday: this random secondary road used to be 6 lanes of cars. Zero cars and one bike on it on a Saturday afternoon, but for miles every bike lane marker is flat as a pancake, and the lane itself is full of sand, rubble, and broken glass. A glorious ride anyway
October 26, 2025 at 12:14 PM
Biking around Detroit yesterday: this random secondary road used to be 6 lanes of cars. Zero cars and one bike on it on a Saturday afternoon, but for miles every bike lane marker is flat as a pancake, and the lane itself is full of sand, rubble, and broken glass. A glorious ride anyway
I have caved to pressure and am actually straining my wild brambleberry preserves for the first time ever. Preparing myself for the unlooked-for luxury of not having to pick seeds out of my teeth every time I eat a piece of toast
October 11, 2025 at 4:06 PM
I have caved to pressure and am actually straining my wild brambleberry preserves for the first time ever. Preparing myself for the unlooked-for luxury of not having to pick seeds out of my teeth every time I eat a piece of toast