The rotten apple, Lennox, hangs lowest.

The apple, from which only one, uncomfortable bite had been taken, [608] hung like a lead weight at the end of Candy's limp arm.

A few miserable apples still hung upon the trees.

An upstairs sewing room had rear-facing windows that looked out on a long, walled garden full of fruit trees; a few apples hung from some of them.

A potentially more sanitary variation of the game exists, with the apples hung on string on a line, rather than in a bowl of water.

By Labor Day, apples will hang, crimson and russet and golden from the trees, but now, on Memorial Day weekend, they are little nubbins virtually the same green as the leaves surrounding them.

Bags are available and the apples hang low enough to pick by reaching up without ladders.

Or: "his Adam's apple hung like a ham / in a stairwell."

Glossy black apples hung from them.

Lingfur nibbled the soft wooden stalk that his apple had hung from the tree on.