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You have those moments stored well in your memory.
I prefer a dry heat, too. Baltimore humidity can be pretty unbearable at times.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on December 23, 2017 at 7:32 AM
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To one who's grown up in the northern hemisphere, the idea of
harvesting wheat at Christmas time is mind-boggling. I remember seeing the big harvesters heading between ranches in eastern Washington's desert country in late August or early September - right around the time school started for the fall term. I was told at the time the school year was scheduled around the farmers' busiest season - planting, cultivating and harvest - so the older boys could work with the crews. I don't remember puddings being tied up to broomsticks to cure - but Mama used to make her own cottage cheese when we got milk and cream from Uncle George's dairy farm. Did I ever mention that his wife, my lovely Aunt Goldie, was Australian? He met her during his tour of duty during WWII....
posted by
Pat_B
on December 23, 2017 at 4:09 AM
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Well that sounds like a Bank Holiday. I wonder what the forefathers thought when they were sweating on Christmas day. A good King W. looked out and it was snowing. What a change in agriculture just a few years and no one remembers.
posted by
C_C_T
on December 23, 2017 at 2:01 AM
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Kabu dear
You're going to laugh at me for this, but I was wondering how many types of biscuits you could make! i was thinking whole wheat, rolled, country style... Then thank God you said they were cookies! LOL! It sounds like a busy time. But oh, yes, that dry heat is so much better... 
posted by
Sea_Gypsy
on December 22, 2017 at 11:22 PM
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