"The apples were ripe. Almanzo and Royal and Father set ladders against the trees, and climbed into the leafy tops. They picked every perfect apple carefully and laid it in a basket. After the perfect apples had all been picked, Almanzo and Royal could shake the trees. That was fun. They shook the trees with all their might, and the apples came rattling down like hail. They picked them up and threw them in the wagon; they were only cider-apples. Almanzo took a bite out of one whenever he wanted to."
-- Farmer Boy (Laura Ingalls Wilder)