Any Picker's Available?







One of my fondest memories from childhood, was picking berries at grandma's house. I only picked them to eat though. The kids did a great job. The bucket was 3/4 of the way full! Charlie wasn't sharing any of her berries with anyone. She ate every last one of them. It was a good visit. I miss my grandparents and do regret that I don't spend more time over there! I don't really deal well with aging, so it is hard to see Grandma Gigi getting older! Her memory is definitely slipping too. Grandpa is crazy as ever, and keeps Grandma's spirit up! We spent two hours over there. I will try and go more often. I do honestly believe that this world is really just about family!

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