Berry Pickin’
I am drinking my coffee this morning
and David said "wanna go see if the
blackberries are ripe"?
Not that I don't have a million
things around the house that need my
attention.....but my reply
"sure".
Berry pickin' was an annual event
when I was a child and I always
loved it, red bugs and all..
However, I am really not a fan of snakes,
so sweet hubby came prepared to shoot
any that might attack me and I came
prepared to shoot him pickin' those few berries
that were ripe!
While he picked, I enjoyed the morning.
We passed this old deer stand that belonged to
one of the older gentlemen who used to
hunt here. He is now with the Lord, but
I know he enjoyed many hours in this
I know he enjoyed many hours in this
mini tree house.
I saw lots of deer tracks, so this was a
great place to hunt.
Pretty wildflowers popped up
along the way. It was high noon
when I was snapping these pics
so there is a little too much light.
(Sigh) Still trying to master the
art of photography.
We crossed beautiful Lake
Bistineau on the way home. This is
one of the prettiest lakes in North Louisiana.
Lots of Cypress trees dripping with moss.
A little rural Americana...this old abandoned
building is used to advertise just about
everything from Fish and Fixins to
Heavenly Acres Cemetery for pets.
I think the signs are mostly what is holding it
together:))
On a corner, we passed this old log building.
It appears to have been a barn at one time.
Look at the old shutters on the window...
maybe it started out as a house???
I just love these old structures. They have
real character and a story to tell.
Wish we could hear it.
Well, I guess this pretty iron door was
put on to secure the inside of this
building...it's ironic that the building
is pretty much history and we could probably
just walk through any wall, but this door
remains locked tight.
Well, the blackberries need another week
to ripen, but we (we meaning David) managed
to pick enough for a pie.
I think that will be baked on Monday in honor
of all the men and women who gave
the ultimate sacrifice so I could spend
a day with my husband, picking berries and
roaming the countryside freely.
Have a great weekend!
Until next time.......
Carolyn
8 comments:
AWWWW---hot dusty memories of many a day in a blackberry bramble, with stickers and chiggers and dry whispers in the brush that just MIGHT be a rattler.
And the BARN---what a treasure! That can't be too old a door, even for that shackety wreck it's becoming, for it's a twin of the two we put on in 2009. And the little matching ironwork strips around---somebody did some real work there to make it pretty, as well as secure.
I showed Chris your David, and he grinned BIG---looks like his own hip, and we don't see many snakes.
Beautiful photos, and you tell the tale SO well.
Happy weekend!
rachel
What a wonderful door and those berries look delicious.
Yep, I remember well, especially the chiggers!! I think I'll just say ditto to Racheld!!! You and she describe it all so very well....glad you posted these...love to see what you are up to:))) love you
lilsis
I love blackberries. I really love a bowl of them with milk and sugar-yum. I have planted the thornless kind twice and they die-wish I could find some real ones!
Yum! I love blackberries and was just wishing I had some over the weekend to go with my ice cream.
Nice photos!
What a wonderful post! I feel like I went right along with you. My favorite berry is the blackberry but we can no longer find them here in the wild. How I wish we could!
I always love roaming with you, Carolyn, and love to hear the stories behind your beautiful pictures.
Carolyn, you were really in my "neck of the woods" when you went on this trip, I was born & raised just a little ways SE of there, you may have gone done the exact road by my childhood home. Small world, glad I paid a visit (one & only) to your blog.
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