It's been quite a day. My plans were to sit with Brother Clark for two hours, from eight thirty this morning until ten thirty. LaRae called with a nose bleed, so of course my day change right from the beginning. And if it hadn't I would not have been here when Kort showed up at my door sobbing. Who says men don't cry. I believe "Real" men do. And why not......he just got word that his dog Hans was dieing of cancer. I was so thankful that my plans were changed and grateful to be able to wrap my loving arms around my son, the Lord only knows that I know what loosing a son feels like. Hans was like a son to Kort.
I had plan to bottle grape juice but spent the day searching for my juicer. It wasn't until Karl came home that it was found right where he put it. Karl told me that a gal at works grandma just put the grapes in the bottles after taking them off the stems, add a bit of sugar and water. After a boiling water bath they were done. It's going on 1 a.m. but I am looking at 49 quarts. Yum! But now it is time to go to bed and start all over tomorrow. There are still tons of grapes on the vines, even though I gave Paula two 5 gallons buckets. I plan to do some for Kami as well.
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