Time’s Running out for the Old Gal

I said this would be the last winter for my poor apple tree and I’m sticking to my guns. The hole in one of the grafts grew even larger over winter, and now I can even stick my hand through the side and see it from the top:

I wonder if it will get any blossoms this spring. I better not wait that long to find out because I’ll get all wishy-washy and issue another stay of execution.