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Went to the parents house to pick some apples and make some cider with the goal of making hard cider. |
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At Lain's Cider Mill getting our apples pressed |
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our haul, 9 gallons |
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this pumpkin still sits on our floor uncarved. Once again we failed |
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dad's yellow maple |
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mom's tactile contradiction of thorns and smooth round berries |
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my surrealist nightmare |
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Jen's minimalist maple |
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addiction |
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I found a tick on my upper thigh when we got back to NYC that night. I was wearing long pants and shirts so I don't know how he got there. I went to the doctor and got tick antibiotics. |
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october 23rd and still harvesting swiss chard. |
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