I have this blogging and journaling problem: if a lot has happened since my last post I have a hard time writing because I feel that I have to catch readers up on everything in neatly organized, chronological order. Then I just stop writing and cramp up. Oh well. Order be damned. Here's a short photo story from today.
We went raspberry and peach picking at our favorite spot for such adventures:
Hartland Orchards.
Brian goes back to work next week so we're savoring the last few days of our fun summer.
Awesome day. Good kids. Delicious fruits. Lovely weather.
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Distinguishing between ripe and not-quite ripe |
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Cal: "I loved this place when I was a four year-old girl." |
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Clark: "Now I'm going to pick with my friend Daddy." |
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Clark's friend Daddy |
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On to the peach orchard |
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Is it ripe? |
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Peach tree scouting |
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Picking with Dad and the giant picker |
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A good peach harvest |
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Quick, while Dad's not looking... |
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Squishing peaches |
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The only way to cut up peaches |
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Our raspberry jam! |
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Soon-to-be peach jam |
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