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