Tonight I put to bed another Fourth of July weekend. The anticipation and planning for the holiday weekend is always exciting.
The hard part is trying to fit every thing and everyone into the plans for the weekend. My daughters were especially excited about the weekend and planning all the food we would need and they made out a grocery list.
It’s a good thing they were thinking about meals because it was the last thing I felt like doing after a long VERY HOT week of working.
Part of their plans for the weekend was getting up early to go and pick strawberries at the local strawberry farm just around the corner from our home. We set our alarms for six am this morning and headed over to the farm. I would have liked to sleep in but picking strawberries is an annual tradition. Not necessarily on the 4th of July but each year we go picking strawberries.
This year grandson Jack accompanied, my husband, two daughters, one boyfriend and me to the farm. It was a beautiful morning with lots of beautiful berries.
Happy Fourth of July to all and a special thank you to all our service men and women serving and to all those who have done so faithfully in the past.
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Carl D'Agostino
July 5, 2011 at 9:49 am
I am sure the young fellow will cherish the memory and when he becomes a blogger will write about the time he went strawberry picking with grandma. Were there any snakes that would really imprint this memory?
flyinggma
July 5, 2011 at 10:44 am
We didn’t see any snakes. Jack seemed to be more interested in a four-wheeler that one of the workers were driving around.
tedgriffith
July 5, 2011 at 10:08 am
Terrific shot!
flyinggma
July 5, 2011 at 10:45 am
Thanks Ted. I liked the pose he struck but wished my lighting were a bit better.
Carol Ann Hoel
July 5, 2011 at 11:52 am
Family traditions, like strawberry picking together, make for strong family ties. You’ve built a great family structure, Jeanne. Your parents were an inspiration, too. You have carried on their good family values. Blessings to you, Jeanne…
flyinggma
July 5, 2011 at 1:17 pm
It’s funny what our kids like for family traditions. Their favorites include our January trip to Mexican Village Restaurant for birthday dinners each year, strawberry picking in June or July and new pj’s for Christmas.
Linda
July 5, 2011 at 12:32 pm
Fabulous pic of your grandson. love the pose.
flyinggma
July 5, 2011 at 1:19 pm
Thanks Linda. I was trying to think of a photo for the Fourth of July when I realized that he was dressed in blue and white with the red berries included I would have my picture.
nrhatch
July 5, 2011 at 12:56 pm
That is a PERFECT 4th of July photo! Awesome!
flyinggma
July 5, 2011 at 1:20 pm
Thanks Nancy. Other than the fact that I didn’t get to sleep in for a change it was a beautiful morning and lots of delicious berries to eat.
planejaner
July 5, 2011 at 1:49 pm
TERRIFIC shot of your young man. What a treasure.
blessings, and best to you!
jane
flyinggma
July 5, 2011 at 10:44 pm
Thanks Jane. He was in a delightful mood yesterday morning even after waking him up at 6:30 am.
pattisj
July 5, 2011 at 7:14 pm
Great picture! It looks like he has big blue eyes, too. I can’t believe his shirt is still white after picking strawberries. 🙂
flyinggma
July 5, 2011 at 10:47 pm
He does have big blue eyes like his momma. His shirt didn’t stay that white much longer after the picture was taken.
Paula Tohline Calhoun
July 6, 2011 at 12:37 pm
I love picking strawberries! We used to pick them when we lived in upstate New York! It was usually about the same time of year as yours. It was always so hard to keep from eating every other one we picked. I used to pay a little extra for mine to make up for what I ate. (They were not chemically sprayed or fertilized!) I remember one time we went when we were deluged with a sudden thunderstorm. We all went under the shelter, waited for it to pass – about 10 minutes. The sun came out, and we continued picking – some beautiful, glistening berries, freshly washed for us!
flyinggma
July 6, 2011 at 7:44 pm
Picking strawberries is one of my favorite things we do each summer. There is nothing sweeter than a freshly picked berry. You can’t buy that flavor in the grocery store. I love to slice up berries and pour cream over them and eat them.
pearlsandprose
July 6, 2011 at 12:46 pm
Glad to see you blogging again, Jeanne! You grandson is soooo adorable–how do you ever tell him no? 🙂
flyinggma
July 6, 2011 at 7:46 pm
Blogging is good therapy to get my mind off other things or at least try to organize my thoughts.
My grandson is adorable but I do have to tell him no occasionally….but it’s not easy.