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Berry Picking fun

On Wednesday evening

we had an early supper and then packed up the pails for some berry pickin’ over at my parents’ farm. Mom supplied us with more containers as she said the picking was so good we were definitely going to need more.
Then we hopped on the gator and took off for the “back 40”.
It was the most amazingly tranquil evening. The temperature was cool and we were enveloped in a big enough cloud of bug spray as to not be bothered.
We’d drive the gator, park and walk and do it again as we drove and walked the perimeter of a large bean field.
The children discussed how they would eat the berries- berry pies and on cereal and in muffins and such as Mr. Steady and I just enjoyed the companionable tranquility of it all.
Time flew by as we picked- the kids would wander off and explore. For a time Mr. Conductor and Sassafras picked the wild onion out of the bean field (a very good and generous thing to do) and then the two of them took to cleaning up the trail with hand-clippers. Mr. Conductor was ever so diligent about it and took to the task like it was a real job, which of course it was. He even helped his Momma out a few times when my shirt got all caught up in the overhanging brambles. He liked to walk a bit ahead of me to prep the trail.
As I said- it was so enjoyable that we totally lost track of time (we chose not to bring the cell or watches- good choice).
Upon returning to the house we realized we’d been gone about 3 hours.
And picked approx. 5-6 quarts of ripe, sweet-smelling, black raspberries.
Free except for labor.

A most enjoyable labor.