Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Picking serviceberries
We haven't had enough sun for the berries to be as ripe as they ought to be this time of year.
But I did get to pick them with the Queen of America, and that's something (her pirate crown is off in this picture, because it kept getting tangled in the branches). In the end, we scrapped our pie-baking idea and had ice cream sandwiches instead, which was a pretty fine outcome, really.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
5 comments:
Bummer on the pie -- but there's always another day, or another year!
Gah, Z.'s hair makes me envious. Those curls are to die for!
Now I see why Z. can't go anywhere without people commenting on her hair. Wow.
Thanks, Kate! Phantom, I forget that the curls were still in development the last time you saw her. Amazing, aren't they? With the rain, they're even springier today.
You can eat the service berries? As in Amelanchier or Shadblow? Huh. Who knew?
They look very pretty but incredibly poisonous for some reason. Dunno why.
Post a Comment