Chilling in our new digs.
Our day outing is a grouse hunt...with a berry picking option for the non hunters.
Cousin time. Love it.
Huckleberries!!
We refound a lake/pond.
Handsome guy.
Beautiful girl. Plus extra guy feeling left out.
Since not a bird could be seen, a shooting range was set up.
The art of knocking over a pop can was perfected.
Tips were given.
Melanie pampered the young girl, who, I am sad to say, prefers her over me.
Evelyn was so pleased with her collection of berries. She washed and sorted them as soon as she got back.
While we were having fun, Grandpa and Nathan were working on my soon-to-be hitch.
Grandma took two pellet gun-shy grandkids with another family to a different, but more juicy, berry patch.
Judging by the blue faces, the berries were delicious!
After plying this girl with more berries candies and cheese than was good for her, she condescended to allow me to offer my pinkie finger to hang on to as a stabilizer. An honour, indeed.
1 comment:
Haha, you must be a mean aunt, lol.
There sure are nice colours in nature in some of these photos.
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