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Concord grapes

Concord grapes

When I was a youngster,my grandmother sent  me to the garden 
to pick the Concord grapes she gave me a pail to put them in
and when I was done she put them in boiling water and the smell
of the grapes was heavenly I'll never forget that smell
and my grandmother .amen 
 

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Angel

Glad you enjoyed it linda

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