Thursday, August 30, 2007

Raspberry Picking

My mom took me raspberry picking this morning. I was not very excited.


Then, who should show up? Brer Rabbit! He told me a funny story and I laughed as seen below.



After Brer Rabbit, my friend Alyssa showed up out of the raspberry patch. We exchanged pleasantries.
How could this day possibly improve? Caged goats! I got close...but not too close.
Kudos to my mom for picking out the raspberries from forests of spiders as seen below!



2 comments:

Jaime said...

Raspberries mean raspberry jam--yummy! Jack says he's impressed. But Brer rabbit and not Peter Rabbit. Where are your loyalties as an author?

Heather said...

Yeah, those spiders were huge and green. I quickly moved onto different rows. Hope you got a good haul of berries! We sure didn't. But let's not go into that at this time.