Down here in Somerset, our two apple trees are full of fruit, as is our neighbours.

Trees in the orchards nearby seem full, too.

Brambles are plentiful in the hedges, but only just ready to pick.

Abundant sloes, hips, haws and elderberries, too.

I picked a couple of apples and they were just perfect. You can't beat it.

Planted last year (August) and no blossom or fruit this year though.

Should I have expected any given that both fruited in the year we bought them from the Garden Centre i.e does replanting cause an issue.

I am a crap gardener by the way!

but our damson plum tree has barely coped with the weight of its fruit.

Took a bag into work which generated a rich crop of double entendres.

I put the bumper harvest down to the wet summer.

More apples than we could handle last year - this year just a piddling amount of unheathly-looking specimens. We seem to alternate between bumper crops and lean seasons.

Bottled 12 jars of quince jelly yesterday evening, and that's just from the windfalls off a single tree.

Four gallons of plum wine is now bubbling in the garage, and there's a table top jammed with jars of plum jam to use up the rest. We only picked for about two hours; the wasps and birds have had most of the rest.

The russets in the back garden have all but broken the branches, and are due to be picked this coming weekend. It'l be apple tart central round Foxy Towers next week!

As is usual, the gooseberries have taken a hammering from mildew, and the blackcurrants were disappointing, but the apples and quinces have paid dividends.

Last weekend I made a huge stash of hazelnut and garlic pesto, which is now in the fridge; it goes extremely well with posh pasta, and our Sunday roast was a boned leg of Welsh lamb plastered with the stuff.

The local blackberries are just starting to be ready to assault, along with the elderberries, which have done well again, as they did last year.

There's so much fruit I'm having a second freezer delivered to put in the garage!

What are the odds that this means we are in for another harsh winter?

... and four of plum wine brewing. In Cornwall the trees were groaning.

quince cheese and apple jelly with this year's fruit bonanza. Yum!

Good apple crop, lots of blackberries on the road up to chez D = more apple & blackberry jam than Sainsbury's.

Incredible result with the beetroot and we can't get through all the tomatoes.

Lots and lots of Red Admirals around north Norfolk - is it just here?

There were that many apples, it couldn't handle it anymore and snapped.

But the best apples this year go to my mum. She had two on her tree. Two. In fairness the tree's only about 2 feet tall, but still. They tasted superb.

Blackberries down our lane just coming to fruition, so going to be picking them at the weekend methinks.

Here in Essex the apples are at their peak but the brambles are long finished. No apple and bramble crumble for me.

I don't have a crop of my own to harvest.
However, I was round my friends house on Sunday and they would not let me leave unless I was weighed down with a sack full of cooking apples. They are the size of melons and they couldn't give them away there were so many.
Now the wife and I have a nice pile of cooking apples to look at.

Took last year's bumper apple crop and turned it into cider. I helped him. Minced them all up, windfalls, worms, wasps and everything and made a cider press from some heavy timber and a bottle-jack, got some carboys from eBay for fermentation and some empty Fischer lager bottles for maturation (cheapest way to get swing-top bottles but drinking the beer is an onerous chore so I helped him) The results were perfectly drinkable and the hangover not too bad.

and now have at least 8 jars of crab apple jelly, with a few pounds of crab apples still to deal with. It hasn't all set fantastically, but it's fine on a bit of toast.

and apple in the back, a huge crop and now need to get down to some serious jam, sauce and juice making.

In our cockney garden of Eden the boughs of the apple and pear trees (which double as convenient posts for our hammock) are laden with fruit.

For the first time that I can remember, our figs have ripened on the branch. When I discussed this with my parents a couple of weeks ago my father observed that in general figs are a sexually suggestive fruit (I nodded my head and went along with this) while ours, despite ripening, remain on the skinny and malnourished side. We henceforth concluded that they are Calvinist figs, far removed from the voluptuous guilt-inducing figs eaten by Catholics.