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Also, I have a quick one-shot coming out in the next day or two.

I apologize in advance. It's late, and I'm rambling.

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Anyone else notice that the other changeling drones seemed to be waiting for Thorax's cue?

Fun fact: in a beehive, it's the drones, not the queen, that choose when it's time for a new queen. Any egg can become a drone or a queen. It's how the egg is treated by the drones that make the difference. To make a queen, the drones take an egg, and make a larger cell for it filled with different food than drones get.

By Thorax's own words, he knew he was different from the moment he hatched.

Well, I'm back on the road for a few weeks. I left the cider in the shed happily bubbling away. The farmhouse cider started bubbling about 12 hours after I closed it up. The English cider started the next morning, then went INSANE. I had to remove the airlock and put on a blow off tube for about a day. I have never seen cider ferment so energetically. It may get named Applebloom.

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Hard cider has a wonderful history, and I encourage all of you to read up on it. Particularly about, crab apples, cultivar grafting, and cider verities. I don't want to go into a full classroom mode here, but I will go over a few things.

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For the past several years, I've put up hard cider in the fall. I'm going to start this process again on Wednesday, and I was curious if anyone was interested in the process. If three or more of you chime in, I'll post up a photo journal of me making this year's batch.

This was written before the Griffonstone episode. I still really like the Crab Cake character, I'm going to have to find a use from him eventually.

Pinkie stuck her hoof into the mailbox. A smile stretched across her face as her hoof met a box inside.

“Get something in the mail?” Twilight asked. She had stopped to say hello when she saw her walking to the mailbox.

“Yep!” Pinkie answered, giving her friend a smile. “And I wasn’t even expecting anything!”

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Pipsqueak's name is actually Pippin Saed. Which is Old/Middle English for Apple Seed. He's from the Buckingshire branch of the Apple family.

Today a friend I had not spoken to in ten years reached out to me; our lives had just gone different directions. The news he brought me was sad however. A mutual friend had died the past Sunday. She was my first girlfriend and my first everything past that.

At only 34, she was dead of a blood clot.

She and I had parted on bad terms. We brought out the very worst in each other. Still, I had always hoped she was happy and successful wherever she was.