Late last month, I travelled to western New York for a weekend of chilly camping and a harvest festival including pressing fresh cider. At the Brushwood Folklore Center, there are a lot of wild apple trees. This year the crop was not bountiful enough for us to press much cider, but we did add a few of the wild apples to the bushels the campsite bought from a local orchard. The cider was absolutely delicious. I brought about a half gallon of unpasteurized fresh cider home, and drank a glass or two every day until it was (sob!) gone.
We also built a wicker man from crabapple boughs we pruned on labor Day weekend, and burned him in our ritual bonfire.
Here are a few photos of our adventures of Heartsong Harvest Weekend...enjoy!
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