By firstname.lastname@example.org (Robin Sweetser) Everyday I pass a roadside row of old crabapples on my way to work. They are beautiful trees in all seasons.
The bronze-green foliage turns a deep maroon in autumn, the tiny red apples decorate the gnarled bare limbs for most of the winter, and in the springtime the trees are loaded with blossoms in varying shades of pink.
These dependable old trees bloom right on schedule each year, just in time for Mother’s Day.
There is so much variation among flowering crabapples that there is a perfect… more