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The Living Without Series

This is a series of posts that I wrote back in 2006 on living with less stuff. Check them out: liv011Living #2liv031liv04

Coal Creek Farm on Facebook

The Chicken Doctor

April

The Architect

Clay

The Big Squeeze 3

There are a might few of ye that know ye stuff aboot that apple pressin’ thar. Oh, sorry, I’m watching a little Scottish film while I’m writing and I read a might lot of James Herriot today.

Ahem, anyway. Yes, The Big Squeeze was an apple cider pressing party. The hosts have been throwing this party for 34 years. That’s a lot of pressing cider.

This is the pulp of the apples. One of the neighbors stopped by and scooped it into feed bags to use for bating the deer. I wanted to take it home to compost and feed to Daisy and Tulip, but I wasn’t quick enough.
The washed apples are poured out onto this wire mesh to be checked for worms or seriously yucky spots. These folks get to sit around and visit while they peel apples.
This is the press. The fellow with the white shirt is Steve, he’s the host. He and his wife bought the press in 1972 at an auction for $50. The farmer selling it thought it was a wine press, but they knew better. Even though $50 was not chump change in 1972, I think the little guy has paid for himself by now, I meant the press, not Steve.

While the adults had fun with the apple press the kids found a multitude of things to do.

And very pretty mommies pushed very cute toddlers on swings.

And more people picked more apples.
One extremely overcome lady walked around and took photos of everything, gathering material for her blog. Uh?

After the apples were picked they were dumped in this old tub. I KNOW!! How freakin’ cute is that?! Would someone please put an old bath tub in my yard so I can give things a bath…outside. Can you imagine how much I would use this? Hello? Clay? I really need this to make our farm complete. And a cow. And meat chickens. And a couple turkeys. And bee hives. And a bigger garden. And, and, and, Hon, I’m talking to you. Hello?
Oh, sorry. Back to The Big Squeeze. Everybody got a chance to taste the apples.

And to make a vintage T-shirt. This sultry one was from 2005. I was tempted to get this one, but I didn’t.
I didn’t get this one either.
Because, this one was too cute to pass up. Goodness.
Here’s the guys working hard, pressing on. Pressing on, hahahaha.
We came home with two jugs of the most delicious cider and we gulped it down. Yum, yum. What a fun day. I hope I can crash it again next year…..and I seriously want an old apple press now, then my farm would be complete? Clay? We need an apple press, that’s the last thing, I promise. Clay? Clay? CLAY!

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