How does apple connect to bushclover? I had no trouble. Blame bob white. On my way to grade school, I walked past a thicket. I remember listening for the distinctive call of bob white. That thicket had once been an orchard. And of course, Bob often didn't just walk by. Maybe I could spot one of the birds? I don't remember seeing one, but my lunch pail did benefit. Lots of apples and pears, not always ripe. So, here we have an apple blossom.