By Sarah Brooks, Associate Director
On Friday afternoon, however, I found something to worry about. I went to the Sabold’s early to do a little pre-pressing to ensure we had enough cider for all the guests. I was excited to have some time on the press—usually I work the nametag table, so I don’t get to be a part of the cider making. All too soon, the yellowjackets arrived. They were fierce. No one could remember them being quite so ferocious quite so late into the fall. I found myself seeking an almost Zen-like state of calm to work the press or the tap without making a movement too quick to cause a wasp frenzy as they swarmed the filtering screen. Despite my focus, I still managed to get stung and ended the day with a rapidly swelling arm.
And, so, I fretted most of Friday night and Saturday morning. What if others get stung ? What if no one wants to press the cider because of those pesky wasps? Here was an event wrinkle I had not anticipated.
So, maybe the yellowjackets were annoying and maybe it was too hot for the cream cheese frosting, and maybe the speeches were hard to hear in the wind. That didn’t matter, because at it’s core (excuse the bad pun), the Cider Squeeze is the perfect celebration for conservation. It is about all of us coming together to celebrate our collective work as people protecting a place we love. And, that’s pretty sweet.