Friday, July 3, 2009

A perfect day

Well, apparently, the third time is the charm.

Lanie was happy and bouncing around the house this morning, you know, after going to the bathroom.

"When are we going blueberry picking?" she asked. I hadn't told her we weren't going. And after she was so relieved, I couldn't think of a reason not to.

We loaded ourselves into the car and drove a few miles to the local pick-your-own. Lots of people were there. Cool temps. Partly cloudy skies. I couldn't think of a better day to pick. Lanie and Erin set to the task right away. We carefully showed Erin which ones to look for, which to avoid. She learned quickly.

Plunk, plunk, plunk, the berries went into our bag. Lanie managed to eat most of them from her hand, at first. But then she was on a mission to find big, bursting berries. Erin split her time between finding sticks and digging in the dirt and finding blueberries--whether on the bush or in the bag.

The girls were the perfect height to spot blueberries in the bush. Adults need to squat to get a better peak at the jewels hiding behind the leaves. Our bounty grew and grew.

We stopped off at a couple of old shacks that nature tried to reclaim to take some photos. I'm hoping to get these all loaded onto my new hard drive this weekend, you know, once I put it in and set it up. As a French major, this will involve some level of concentration, no doubt, and pain. So I'm not looking forward to it.

Glad to have my girl back, bouncy, bubbly, full of fun. We are looking forward to weekly berry picking during the season.

1 comment:

Beckie said...

Glad she is feeling better and that you are enjoying the delicious berries!