This is Alpha, the first-born, when he was 2YO.
This is Beta, the second-born, when he was about 2YO.
This is Gamma, the third-born, when he was about 18MO.
Raspberries 2011
Aug
29
2011
It is raspberry season, so we took our annual trip to go pick raspberries. It’s not much of a trip, since it’s only a few miles away. It’s quite convenient, in fact, especially with 3 children in tow.
The baby was sleeping, so I took the other children.
Last year, the older two did a decent job of picking the berries.
Last year, I had Gamma in a backpack carrier, so he did fine too.
This year, the older two just ran around and played in the open field.
I sent them there after too many complaints about bees and mosquitoes and thorns.
Gamma just stuck by my legs and asked to be picked up or carried or to go home the whole time.
I picked a few pints of raspberries.
The boys got to see some sandhill cranes, which apparently like to frequent the raspberry farm.
And that’s good enough for a while.
We froze about half the raspberries, so we can enjoy them throughout the year.
and as he sowed, some seeds fell beside the road, and the birds came and ate them up.
Matthew 13:4
