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This is the WWII era machine that packs our butter into one pound blocks. The machine was made by Blanchete, a Canadian manufacturer, long gone. We have tried to find an attachment that would allow us to pack butter in quarter pound sticks but they are rare, and very expensive. Most of the small dairy processing plants like Pine River Dairy went out of business in the 70s - 90s, and much of the machinery like this was shipped to plants in Asia.
Getting ready for a trip home from Gram and Gramp's, Poe's organizational skills kick in. "Who loaded this trunk?"
How many CISV branded items can you fit into one suitcase and still be under
the airline's weight limit?
Alex (CAN)
Long- term near-by travel w/film company allows the luxury of plenty of clothes and accessory niceties otherwise not afforded.
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- Taken at 9:24 AM on April 16, 2008 - cameraphone upload by ShoZu
All this stuff needs to fit in my suitcases without going over the weight limit. - in the end, I was slightly over but the people at the airport let me off.
These are my amazing packing skills.
I didn't have a box the right size, so I used a garbage bag, a lot of bubblewrap and 3 types of tape.
For my first trip back to Michigan in a year to see family, friends, and attend the Reception for Jeff & Jenna's wedding.
You might think about how difficult it was to get the wagons through various parts of the west, you probably never considered what they had to bring with them. I know I didn't.
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Summer 2019: Snakes & Lakes
We looped up through Utah into and across Idaho, then back down across the northeast corner of Nevada.
June 12: Lake Walcott to Bruneau Dunes, with a stop at Glenn's Ferry.
I don't think she is biting the tomato, although I was tempted. I think she is smelling it to see if it should be packed or thrown away.
The white PVC shoots go down to a second conveyor belt running under the first in the opposite direction. The baddies go down there, then up a tall belt which plops them into a wagon. Then they are recycled back into the fields as fertilizer.
All of the rejected tomatoes made me feel sad. So before I left I swiped a bag out of my car and pulled some tomatoes off of the reject belt. The head farmer saw me and came over to tell me to take the good ones, that these weren't good and never would be. He couldn't understand that I wanted the rejects.
I got 9 or 10 good big ones before he caught me though.