Part of Annika's 10th birthday was spent walking up and down the Urban Trail on a hunt for blackberries.
The kids and I were each armed with a 1-gallon plastic bag for our blackberry haul... and boy, did we have a haul. In about an hour, we wound up with 6 pounds of blackberries! We are quite the berry-picking trio, if you ask my humble opinion.
While were were among the berries, vines, and thorns, I figured we'd done a thorough job picking in our current ares, so suggested we move down to another section along the trail. Conor replied, "Why? Do you think there are berries down there, too?" I explained, "Yup! I'm pretty sure there will be. Let's go look." His response? "Mom ... that was a RHETORICAL question." (Lord help us all!)
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| Conor evaluating the berries |
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| Our little berry pickers |
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| Annika was very happy to go off of the beaten path for some good berries |
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| Pickin, pickin, just keep pickin |
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| You KNOW I had to make a pie!! |
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