My grandparents were farmers. We would visit them in the summer, and would enjoy the tasty peaches and fresh corn. They were well-known in the area, and would sell their fruits and vegetables at the farmer’s market and a small roadside stand. What was left would be canned to enjoy in the winter. They didn’t have a lot, but they made the most of what they had.
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