There are few native American Fruit trees .... not Apples, not Pears, or Peaches or Sweet Cheries, but the North American Plum is one and we here are at one of the fingers of it's northern extent. Maybe the Cayuga had them in their orchards along with the Pears and Apples and Peaches and so on introduced to them by the early Jesuit missionaries, but here are a couple thriving here on ?Dog's Plot through no intervention of our own and, since one can graft cultivated Plum types onto it, we will be doing that.
The floor of the woods around Dog's Plot is covered with Pear blossom petals, Pears are non- native invasive opportunists in abandoned farmland such as ours....was. We owe the Pears to Jesuit Missionaries who traveled with their gardens, and came here a couple of hundred years before the British, by way of Canada and set up missions near here. By the time the American Revolutionaries burnt down the Cayuga Village in Aurora and cut down their orchards, the Cayuga were living in wood-frame houses, just like the colonists, many of them practicing Catholics of a sort, and, in addition to their own Corn, Squash, and Beans, were growing many European crops, including Pears and Apples, neither of which are native, and maybe Broccoli for all we know .....but conspicuously, blessedly now, Pears. A great virtue of the Pear tree is that when you cut it down it sprouts form the stump and roots, matures, and goes to seed. The naturalized trees vary as seedling trees do, and they would mostly make a good Perry Wine or Brandy, but I graft cultivated types onto the saplings that come up on Dog's Plot.
I lived my first six years in Natural Bridge New, York, a village of about five hundred in the foot hills of the NW Adirondacks, and was joined there by my imaginary brother William shortly before we moved to Ithaca, in the Finger Lakes Region of central New York State. I studied language, truth, and fiction writing there at Cornell University, then taught briefly in Puerto Rico, then returned and taught writing at Cornell for two years, and for the eternity after that, have worked as an independent handy man, roofer, general contractor, and consultant, writing all the time, publishing some of the time, lately publishing mostly on my websites and my imaginary brother's blog..... linked over there on the page. I now live near Aurora, New York, (population also about five hundred, but no mink farmers, log rollers, or Talc miners) on a homestead with two dogs and twenty beloved chickens, more than half of them roosters. The big project here is top-grafting, a few acres of wild pear trees to convert them into a dozen different regular and new cultivars, while interplanting with other fruit trees and perenial crops, and keeping the roosters from clear-cutting the asparagus.