The curse of summertime
What summertime looks like at our house; dishes of fresh berries (yayy for living in a part of the world where berries are picked. They aren’t overly cheap, but they’re much cheaper than processed sweets) fighting for tablespace with whatever boardgame we’ve got set up on the dinnertable.
The odds are much more severe for the boardgame; no matter what spills, it will be the boardgame that ends up getting indelible berry stains all over it.
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Lynne Gray Thu Jun 26 11:41:17 2008
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Just this morning I finished the last of the raspberries I bought at the grocery store Saturday - which definitely were not picked around here, but were the best I could hope for. My mouth is watering …