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[oxymoronia]

On Christmas Day my grandmother picked me up from the train station and drove me to my parents' place. As we turned into the driveway, parrots flew up and my horse was standing in the pasture of one of the front paddocks droopy-lipped with contentment

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[ofthewomb]

:D That's a winner of a day if I ever heard one!

[oxymoronia]

It was! And I have a jar of jam for you! :D

[merle_]

Archery and homemade jam? That sounds like a most excellent day!

[oxymoronia]

Don't tell anyone but we were practicing so we could try shooting the rabbits (they're a pest in Australia) when they came out at dusk. Only one was brave enough to come out, though, so we didn't have much success.

It's been a tradition to make mulberry and apricot jam around Christmas Day because that's when the fruiting of the apricot and mulberry trees overlaps at my parents' place.

I sometimes do preserving too, but you need to devote a whole morning or afternoon to it, and you need an large quantity of fruit to make it worthwile, and none of my parents' trees were in full crop so I didn't bother this year. It's lots of fun though!

[merle_]

If I were practicing archery it would probably be for picking off the screeching neighbour kid, so your secret is safe with me. ;-)