Forgive me for this lengthy string of pictures. It was kinda cool this morning to step out into the back yard and see how many apples had landed under the tree.
We don't *eat* these apples. The ants do; and, after we fling them over the fence, unknown creatures consume the rest.
There was rain last night, and the weight of the rain presumably made the apples fall. Except for the last two: I think those were kicked off to the side the last time Vic mowed the lawn.