So, in my quest to garner as much fruit as possible before we lose summer altogether, I (and my husband and daughter) have spent a lot of time picking berries. That, of course, is the easy part. The challenge is then finding enough time to process and preserve said fruit amidst the everyday craziness that is my life. Last week I failed miserably, and lost about 2 pounds of perfectly lovely raspberries. Sigh. I feel pretty bad about it.
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