This last Sunday, Josh and I returned to his family farm, where his family drug out the over-hundred-year-old cider press. His family had acquired several bushels of apples and picked baskets of pears in preparation for the press. Although Josh and I had dated for several years before we married, I had never experienced a cider press. The cider is delicious and I don't think I've ever tasted anything so crisp and fresh like it before. The cider, combined with the slow decline in temperature and changing colors of the leaves, has me ready for fall!
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