The Apple Barn

After weeks and weeks of intense rehearsal and play creation, and a happy opening, you kind of want NOTHING more than to drive to Vermont and visit the apple barn and peruse apple butter and maple products like bears and faces made of maple, and eat apple cider doughnuts, and happen upon the best salvation army EVER where you find an old tshirt that simply reads FRANCE. And so sometimes, that is exactly what you do.

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