Fall is here and it is time for chowder. Oh how I love chowder, but not just any chowder Dundas Ruritan Chowder. There is no better. Those people in that small town know how to do it. Elly and I headed down after soccer. I took my chowder bucket. The same one used only for chowder since I was married to Wade. I have went with my mom to get chowder since I was Elly's age. Now Elly is going with me. But we still went to have a bowl with Mom and Dad fresh before we froze the rest for winter.
We saw Aunt Shirley too. She was lucky enough to get someone to carry hers for her :-)
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