Last Friday the kids and I drove up north of town to pick blueberries. It was a beautiful morning and the bushes were so full of tasty blueberries. So tasty, in fact, that the kids had a hard time actually getting many in their buckets. Luckily they were happy enough picking that I had time to fill a bucket of my own.
I made a bunch of freezer jam, we had blueberry pancakes, blueberries on ice cream, blueberries by the handful for snack, and somehow by Sunday afternoon, they were already gone. So, next Saturday, it’s back to the blueberry patch for us! :)
Then on Sunday, our town closed down a three mile loop of roadway through downtown for people to bike around. We did this last year, and had a great time. The kids especially loved it so we had been looking forward to it quite a bit. It is funny to think that just last year, Jonah was on the little green balance bike and Nora rode her tricycle. This year was very different. With both kids zooming off on two-wheelers, there was no keeping up on foot. Luckily, a friend of mine lent me her bike for the first half of the event.
Last year…
And now! (And it’s kind of funny that Nora has the same shirt, but not all that amazing, given how much she insists on wearing it.)
The whole family made the first loop around – 3 miles! Then Nora was understandably tired. Those legs have to go around pretty fast to make those small wheels cover 3 miles. :) She and Sean took a rest at a park along the way and shared a treat. Jonah and I continued around for another 3 mile loop. Then Nora wanted to do a little more road riding, so we tacked on another mile together before heading home.
(Jonah loved riding in the ‘real bike lanes!’)
And as soon as we got home, Nora ran to show me how tired she really was. Tired enough to pretend to sleep. Haha.
Strawberries, then cherries and raspberries, now blueberries, soon peaches…. then apples. walnuts, grapes and and more. Your part of Oregon is a veritable garden of goodies. The pictures of Jonah and Nora carrying the bucket of blueberries took me back to 1935 when I was six and visited my grandfather.
Hey, Nora, your dad said you biked four miles on your little bike. Good Job!! The whiole family looks like you had great fun!
Love,
Grandad Sharp