Last night I walked out in the lawn where I planted raspberry plants last year. I found some ripe raspberries. I now have two offspring at home. Did I tell them about this find? No. I'm keeping it to myself. I picked a handful of berries and ate them before I got back to the house. Berries picked and eaten in the same minute taste so much better than store bought. I love raspberries! Some friends of mine went blueberry picking in the woods of Wisconsin. They brought me back a small baggie of blueberries. Those didn't make it home either. I popped those blue bundles of joy right into my mouth on the drive home. Wild blueberries taste so much better than store bought. I'm really enjoying the fruits of summer.
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