gosh, i’d been so looking forward to an afternoon of wild blackberry pickin’
on the farm ever since we did it last year!
we finally stumbled upon the perfect afternoon for it last friday.
my little grown up lady was sure into picking them herself,
and she did such a fabulous job. the purpley-er the hands, the better, if you ask me!
the worst is when you find a cluster of beauuutifully plump blackberries
that you just can. not. reach! and then you decide to maybe try…
and then you get a million thorns in your hands and arms.
hey! a visit from mr. chooch! madd loves any and all choochoos,
beacause i mean, who doesn’t? but sweaty and worn out,
she was at first worried that it would be too loud to be so up close.
but no, then she loved it, and did what any rationally thinking girl would do…
[snap!!]
…she took some photos, of course! gosh, i love her.
my mother’s hustle when she gets after those blackberries is kiiind of amazing, ha!
she ain’t scared of no thorns. [although she could’ve worn her gloves and prevented
minor blood loss, but that juuuust would’ve been too easy. and can we believe
she’s probably the least stubborn of our family members?!
waaait, no. maybe christina is. or dad? okay, undecided. although, now i’ve gone
and put me and my brother as the top two most stubborn, which is probably accurate. ;)]
miss lady got a little curious about that there train bridge that runs over the harpeth…
and while i’m sure she’ll one day find it fascinating that in the civil war,
union solders were on our side, confederates on the other, and everyone was trying
to take control or whatever of the train situation,
by means of fire and bullets and such…
but for now we just stick with, “see! there’s water underneath!”
and now, i know it’s just dandy to frolic and play the eskimo way,
but i much prefer to romp around a warm, sunny field in the summertime.
summer stay forever, please!
ps. see that!? now we need to nail down how to make some
passion flower tea and use some of that growing passion fruit!
hashtag: nature girl. hashtag: can’t help it.
hashtag: heeeeeey blackberry cobbler.
xoxoxo
This looks like alot of fun! Love love love Maddalena's sandals 🙂
Oh she is just too darling. <3 And what a fun day!!! SO cool about the civil war tidbit. I want to come pick blackberries with you!!
xo
Aww looks like a fun time 🙂 berry picking is fun although dealing with the thorns isn't!
Ah the best of summer activities! And I love that bridge story! What a lucky little girl to grow up with all that lovely history! More exclamation points!!
those chubby purple fingers! Too precious!
I positively adore this whole post. SO much fun!!
Can I just say how jealous I am of your growing passion fruit? In the last 3 min, I have thought of at least of 12 recipes I could make using them.
And berry picking sounds so much fun! The closest farm to us is about 2 hours away though. So we decided to wait until we have a toddler to do that with us. Driving all the way there just for us doesn't sound that exciting.
So cute!! The hashtags are perfect.
And your shorts are adorable. Summer summer summer – please stay forever!
-Amy