I thought we won't have many apricots this year because a huge wind had taken off most of the blossoms. Instead, the tree was loaded. The neighbor girls watched with me day after day till they were finally ripe. I would pick them up almost as quickly as they fell and boy, were they ever good!!
On August 8, Alisha and I got our hands pretty deep in apricot jam...
and Dan got it all over his toast.