In the meantime, yesterday Tom and I went huckleberry picking, the fourth time in six days for me. What a beautiful peace to be found in the forest where it's quiet and cool sitting for hours plucking off the purple berries that most years are gone by now. Not this year. There's a rare abundance. Huckleberry muffins will be a joy to cook throughout the coming months when the abundance will be just a memory of summer.
Such a beautiful memory of my oldest daughter and her children picking huckleberries—even if most of their efforts ended up in little mouths before they left the forest.
Love this ❤️
ReplyDeleteLove you! So many beautiful memories for Gaga to hold onto and cherish. Thank you my darling XO
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