Down along the driveway, at the bottom of the hill, grows a lone "wild' apple tree. It isn't a pretty tree, having grown thin and tall over the years as it stretched through the firs toward the sunlight. One too many snowstorms has caused its top to bend back toward the ground. But it still blooms faithfully each Spring and produces a small crop of apple each year. Currently they are a perfect "apple green". But as September arrives, and the nights turn damp and cool, they will turn transform to a lovely red.