Put on the snowshoes and let the dog think we were going bird hunting today. Really wanted to meander past some wild apples scattered on my buddy's land. Struck out this year though, nada. Sometimes in year's past a few might have apples this late but obviously not a regular event to count on and now less motivated to grab some scion. Good news is the smaller crab apple stuff I've planted is still hanging tough in case the critters and birds need it later. Nothing starving by me, looks like they might finally combine the 100 acres of corn nearby. Gee, wonder where the pheasants are....