Michael's grandparents have a neighbor whose tree hangs into their yard. When the apricots are ripe enough, we get to pick some!! They were a bit small, but worked! Mike wouldn't let the girls climb up the ladder, a lower branch had broken, other pickers getting their first...left the ones more ripe up higher...they were a bit upset...especially Kaylee, don't you love her "I'm mad" body language.
This year I canned 11 jars (5 pints, 6 1/2 pints) of jam, and then 6 qts of nectar.
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Yummy. I hope you have some jam for me. Wow, its only been a week since I've checked your blog and you posted so much. Yeah. Love the haircuts.
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