On this second day of summer vacation, we left the house at 10 a.m. to go pick strawberries. Just in time, too, because the lady behind the counter said that tomorrow would be the last day. With all the rain we’ve been getting, the berries are starting to spoil. It didn’t take us long to pick as much as we wanted and this afternoon I will work on cleaning them up and packing them in the freezer.
Taking seven children out for adventures doesn’t leave much time for romantic and beauteous feelings. As the mama I mainly feel that everything is rush-rush and problem solving. But when I sit here and look at the pictures I distractedly took this morning I am just filled with gratefulness for these years when I can do anything and everything with my happy gang.