While I was on vacation it seems a bear (or two?) came by and cleaned all the apples off my trees, breaking most of the branches in the process. They left neat piles of cores and peelings under the tree and also their scat, which is how I know it was a bear(s). So I had to find other apple trees to make applesauce this year, and my son found a tree next to a railroad track that was loaded. I went there and got a great haul of apples. There’s nothing quite like home-made apple sauce!!! 
