The essence of summertime

So yesterday I had a class to teach, and the two younger kids went to play at my friend Mindy's house. She has young'ns the same age - so they have lots of fun together. My class went well - even ended early and so after picking K. up at home (where he had stayed alone - BIG deal for him), we went over to pick up S. and E.

I heard them in the backyard, so I wandered around the side of the fence and found them picking raspberries. Mindy's husband, Danny decided a couple of years ago to plant some raspberry canes, and they have grown and produced like CRAZY! They are literally picking raspberries every day by the gallon. Well, lucky me - Mindy told me to grab a bucket and start picking and that we could take whatever we picked!

So, not only did I get to bring home a gallon sized ziploc bag completely full of fresh raspberries, I got to spend 45 minutes in the gorgeous warmth of the sun, visiting with one of my dearest friends while our kids picked at our sides and ate berries until their faces were red and their tummies aching... a perfect afternoon.

I made two huge batches of freezer jam when we got home, and this morning the kids and I made a berry crisp and raspberry muffins. YUM!

It just doesn't get any better than fresh raspberries, if you ask me... so delicately sweet and soft... I'm a happy girl.

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