On Father's Day Oma and Opa joined us for a beautiful afternoon of berry picking on Sauvie Island. I have to say that one of my favorite joys of summer here in the Pacific Northwest is picking berries. There's just nothing like fresh, warm, dusty food right of the vine or bush. It being early summer (and a rather irregular one), the pickin's were slimmer than usual but we got some delicious strawberries (from which we made jam and two strawberry rhubarb pies) and four pints of raspberries that we gobbled up plain and simple in a day and a half.
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