dink . . . dink . . . dink . . . dink

No, it’s not the “dinks” that used to start All Things Considered in the late ’70s.  It’s the twelve jars of plum jam I just put up, their lids “dink”ing as the jam cools and the vacuum seal forms.

About Marchbanks

I'm an elderly tech analyst, living in Texas but not of it, a cantankerous and venerable curmudgeon. I'm yer SOB grandpa who has NO time for snot-nosed, bad-mannered twerps.
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