Sweet Pickin'

It feels as if summer has officially arrived.

Flowers are coming on full force.

Colors are vibrant from ampule rain and sunshine.

Calves are fat and sassy.

Calendar turns to July tomorrow.  (How is THAT possible?)

Now let me begin things in reverse and show the results before the finale.

A few extra dirty clothes to launder.

A couple new mosquito bites.

A scratch here and there.

A trip and fall in a tangle of brambles.

Sweat dripping down foreheads and backs soaking hat brims and leather belts.

But all SO worth the effort.

Because before the clouds burst into a down pour, little guy and I scored BIG on our first summer hunt.

Wild black raspberries are drooping with fruit this year and beginning to ripen.

What a simple joy to watch little guy woof down his dessert made delicious from his effort.

The best part?  There will be more pickin's to follow this one as  oodles of red ones are just waiting to turn color with sunshine.

Additional laundry, a few minuscule scratches, and distracting spots to itch are small prices to pay for the simple pleasure of experiencing and TASTING real summer with a six year old boy.

Guessing I might be wearing summer on my hands for a day or so!