Bushels of native apricots rotting on the ground. No time to pick or process this year!
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I want to get on the next plane and get up there to make jam! (Preserves to you)
Actually, we say “jam” or preserves. I do, anyway. But the apricots are gone, sadly, so you’ll have to settle for bushels of PLUMS.
Not exactly terrible here, y’ know!