I get picky about which fruit I leave on the branch, aiming for them to be spaced about 4 inches apart.
Some apples don't develop well or have scabs and I get rid of these.
At this time, I also find branches that have been damaged by the sprayer or with brown leaves. I cut these off.
I put the thinned apples into buckets, with the hope of feeding a few of them to the animals every day. Too many at once would give the goats bloat, and diarrhea to the chickens. But later that day, Damon and his friend found the buckets of thinned apples and decided that it would be more fun to whip them at each other.
Damon may have been holding the bucket, but Damon's sisters were both supplying his friend with apples to throw.
Fun times. Now the apples are composting on the lawn.