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Went to the cider party last weekend. 

It was good.  Pizza burgers.  Sticky hands.  Apple pulp in my hair.  Wood smoke, straw bales and roasted marshmallows.  Friends long unmet.  Hymns and hay rides.  Gloves, caps, mittens and scarves.