Cider pressing and Halloween, 2013

A few miles to the north and down an incredibly scenic drive lies a water-wheel driven grist mill which has been lovingly maintained by a team of local volunteers.  Every year on the last Saturday in October they hold a cider pressing.  The kids and I think that real, fresh, unpasteurized apple cider is pretty much the nectar of the gods, so we queued up and got our allotted two half-gallons.

Then it was time for Halloween.

 Left to right:  Isaiah (cheetah); Eve (peacock); Samuel (tiger)

 I "made" Eve's costume this year, which is to say, I bought clothes in  the right colors and went a little nuts with feathers and a hot glue gun.

 That is one hot little pepper!