Across from them, filling the rest of the parking lot, are Snowdrift Crabapples. Aptly named, these flower pure white, opening from subtly pink buds. NIce golden fruit in the fall as well, but it hangs on the tree late until the birds eat them. (Common complaint about crabapples from my retail days, will a crabapple make a mess in my yard. Most are bred now for smaller fruit.)
Here’s a Selkirk crabapple. This is a memorial tree on the eastern edge of Battell Beach.
Here’s what I think is a Profusion Crabapple, this is in one of the nooks behind Battell. This is an old fashioned and still much loved cultivar. Going back to my retail days again, I call this one “That Purple Crabapple”, because that is what customers would come in ask for, after seeing in bloom all over town.
Further south than us, crabapples have a terrible reputation. I can remember a landscaper I worked for in Connecticut wouldn’t plant a crabapple at all-too insect and disease prone. In Vermont they seem to do fine. Sure, some years they may have more leaf spot than other years, and some cultivars shouldn’t be planted at all. But, for the most part, Crabapples are nice four season landscape plants. Small red fruits hanging off a tree in the dead of winter add a little bit of life to a barren time, and gives the birds something to come back to.