Cider Chat

Please Help Support Cider Chat Please donate today. Help keep the chat thriving! We begin this chat with Eric Bordelet in the Pear Orchard…He lead us into a large green field with low grass. We look out in the distance and see 35 foot high trees ahead. The trees are laden with fruit. The background music is the sound of pears dropping to the ground.   This is Part 2 of a two part chat with Eric. Listen to Part 1 here. There is a skip in his step as he walks towards the each  giant of a tree, picking up fallen pears as he goes along to hold for a moment and feel it stage of ripening. The girth of some of the largest pear trees are much too wide for me to circle with only two arms. If a knight in full armor came riding into the field on his way to Paris,  I would not have been surprised. It is as if we drank the tea and fell into the rabbit hole rolling back time. Soon Eric is pointing out the grafts on some of the oldest trees and my sense of normal is thrown even further  off balance. Unlike the 200 year old