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I was going through some old photos from spring and found these.
And nearly died–DIED–from their sweet, soft, cuddly adorableness.




ACK!!!

What happened to my precious babies?!
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Those were some terribly cute chicks. Looking forward to my first batch of fluffy babies`!
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Wow, your pantry looks so cool. I have to admit, I know NOTHING about canned food – taste wise or what you do with it. My mother only had a couple things canned, when we were growing up, that I remember and it was given to us – and they always seemed strange like “pickled Mayhaw corn relish” or strange names like that and they tasted just as strange as the name. She was scared to can, smiling and saying “she was scared someone would get Botulism from her canning”. LOL
OH, and alot were preserves…iike some preserved strange fruit concoction. I had an acquaintance that canned. I nearly died when she said she was RUINING all her nectarines with some red syrup (forgot the flavor – cinnamon or something) to can her fresh Nectarines. I wanted to say “well, you just ruined them with that mess”. But, she dated her jars and talked about what she needed to get eaten first, from pantry.
My mother in law does jam and I do love that! :mrgreen:
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Can you clarify for me?
– Chris
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