The old orchard tree still bore a single crab-apple that tasted surprisingly sweet.

She picked a tart crab apple from the branch and tossed it into the basket.

Every autumn, the children collected fallen crab-apples to bake into a pie.

The children gathered crab apples from the hedgerow to make jelly.

In autumn, we collected dozens of Siberian crab apples beneath the old orchard trees.

The gardener planted a Manchurian crab apple near the fence because of its fragrant blossoms and exceptional cold tolerance.

The city planted a row of Chinese crab apple trees along the avenue to provide spring blossoms and winter interest.

A Siberian crab apple at the edge of the orchard yielded an unusually abundant crop of tart, crimson fruit this year.

Each autumn we gathered Chinese crab apples to make tart preserves for the winter.

She arranged Manchurian crab apples on the windowsill, watching the morning sun turn their skins rosy.