My life spins around the apricots.

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And so does Luna´s. I have her in the front of the garden (a place she does not like because it is not her territory) but She was ill from eating too many apricots. She is well now, but jailed, so as to say. And I am making jams from morning to night. There are jars to clean, jams to make and to place in containers, you name it. On Sunday, Dixie will come with her oldest grandson to get apricots and plums. They will be here in the morning and I don´t know if they will stay for lunch. Carolina, my granddaughter, will come to gather apricots and she will stay for lunch. And a little while ago, my brother called me to invite me on Sunday as they were inviting our next door neighbors. When he knew my apricots were ready, he came with a plastic bag to gather some. There is another pot of apricots with sugar simmering on the range. Yummy for everyone! I´m tired!