I love apricots. When I was little, my Aunt Mary and Uncle Frank, ( Mom's older sister, by 21 years and brother-in-law), owned apricot orchards and it was like heaven for me and my siblings to visit. We would go to the ranch during the summer when the "cots" were covering all the tree branches and we could play in the trench with cool water flowing from the pump all around the orchard. We would also set up our team, some to stand watch at the small, wooden, garage doors, others to go in and grab some dried apricots before someone caught us! Still think the apricots from Hollister was one of the best reasons to travel there. ;-)
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