Posts Tagged ‘cider’

DIRTY NAILS BLOG by Joe Hashman QUIET CORNER FARM APPLE JUICE

Monday, June 21st, 2010

QUIET CORNER FARM APPLE JUICE Patricia Thompson moved with her husband, Brian, to the secluded little Henstridge holding of Quiet Corner Farm 40 years ago. It included an orchard of about eighty apple trees. She has worked hard over the seasons to be a good caretaker of the land she tends. The orchards now comprise [...]

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DIRTY NAILS BLOG by Joe Hashman RAISING APPLE SEEDLINGS

Friday, May 28th, 2010

RAISING APPLE SEEDLINGS Orchards accompanied every farmstead and small holding in the Olden Days. The seasonal pressing of apples for cider and juice was part and parcel of normal life. Back then, leftover ‘mash’ (pulped apples) was fed to pigs or spread in odd field corners to over-winter and, the next spring, see what came [...]

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19 October 2009 DIRTY NAILS’ BLOG by Joe Hashman SPREADING THE MASH

Monday, October 19th, 2009

My van can smell of various things depending on the time of year and what’s been transported in the back. Right now, when you open the door, a sweet residual smell of apples perfumes your nose. That’s because I had a dozen bags of apple mashings in there over night, only unloading and barrowing them [...]

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20 March 2009: DIRTY NAILS’ BLOG by Joe Hashman LOUISE ‘TEDDY’ EDWARDS OF NIRVANA, POST OFFICE LANE, LIGHTHORNE, WARWICKSHIRE, 27.02.1918 – 27.12.1994

Friday, March 20th, 2009

20 March 2009 LOUISE ‘TEDDY’ EDWARDS OF NIRVANA, POST OFFICE LANE, LIGHTHORNE, WARWICKSHIRE. 27.02.1918 to 27.12.1994 “It’s the stored memories that make death irrelevant. As long as memories are active that person goes on and on and never dies.” John Cox, Shaftesbury, 20th March 2009. Louise Cox was born Louise Thurlbourne-Edwards in Hockley Heath, Birmingham [...]

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7 March 2009: DIRTY NAILS’ BLOG by Joe Hashman LOVE GARDENING

Sunday, March 8th, 2009

7 March 2009 LOVE GARDENING At ten o’clock this morning, after planting out pot-grown broad beans in the back garden and tending to the greenhouse, I was nipping to a meeting along Breach Lane to a field below Umbers Hill by the dog litter bin. The occasion was an site visit by a group of [...]

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