There’s not much for a cidermaker to do in Winter. The apples have been picked, pulped, and pressed. The orchard sleeps. Watched carboys bubble so very slowly. The cidermaker fidgets and annoys his wife.
So, Adam is blogging the history of our orchard project, with enough pictures of trees in bloom and in fruit to carry us through the heavy inactivity of Winter into Spring. Today at THE CELLAR, he starts from the very beginning.