For such a simple look is this
a curling up of the lips.
Two eyes that sparkle in the sun,
that close tighly after work is done.
A mother who gives above her call
a wife who captures my heart.
Saturday, May 19, 2007
A real Pennsylvania Press
Here's the pic of my cider press that I stole for $75. The guy I bought it off of lives approx 40 miles from here. He said this press was on the farm when his grandparents bought the place. The story is that this farm was given to one of William Penn's close friends in the early 1700s. At the time the whole valley (some 400acres) was all grapes. Apparently this was wine country before the Revolutionary War. So I don't know if this was originally used for pressing apples or grapes.
Friday, May 18, 2007
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