Grandma and Pop came up for a visit and we decided to go pick some berries in Jemison.
What’s nice is that you can eat some of the berries while you’re out picking them. I’m not sure exactly how many you’re allowed to have before you get in trouble but if Luke ever takes a liking to blackberries we’ll find out.
Gwynn did a better job of picking out the goods than Luke did.
Luke sure liked to run back and forth even if most of his berries weren’t ripe yet.
Pop trying to explain which berries were ripe and which weren’t.
Inspecting blueberries.
“Is this one good?
Grandma spent berry picking time hanging out on the deck.
Those are supposed to be blackberries, so they’re very under ripe.
Gwynn running around farm equipment. You know, nothing unusual.
Luke reaching for nowherenear ripe blackberries.
In the midst of stuffing her face with a berry.
Lily pads for sale. Frogs not included.
“Is there something on my face? I feel like there’s something on my face.”
Luke making a run for it.
Luke got a lot of exercise at the farm.
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