Today I opened some raspberry jam from the year 2020. It tasted amazing. I had some for breakfast and again at dinner. The smell of sweet raspberries. I remember gathering those berries with Chris and all the effort that went into removing the seeds so that Dwight could eat it. The heat, the bugs, and the bears that were present too. I look at the jam and jelly and they could all tell a story.
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