BERRY PICKING

By: Rich Nielson

You may thin we just jumped a fence and collected some blackberries but the truth is slightly more extreme if you look at it from our kids perspective... Towering trees, a bubbling brook and the constant chirrup of cicadas. Not to mention the smell of true fresh air. It may not have been Ice climbing in the Himalayas, or living out of our canoe for a week, but our boys felt like Ed Hillary for the morning and we celebrated their conquest with blackberry muffins for afternoon tea.