And when they don't, perhaps I'll go up there anyway and pick berries until someome throws me off the property. Some traditions are meant to be kept!
This year the kids and I brought along one of my oldest and dearest friends, Michael. (He's not old -- I've just known him for 20 years.) He's one of my most favorite people in the world to be around -- he brings a sense of peace and joy that I don't usually have, so I try to have him around as much as possible. Amazingly, he hasn't run for his life yet.
My camera battery died after just a few shots, so thanks to Michael and his camera, there are some wonderful pictures to be seen from our weekend. Here are my favorites!
Swimming at the river -- the kids never got out except to eat and sustain their energy. They were WIPED OUT that night!
That night we celebrated Charlie's 10th birthday with some yummy cupcakes and ice cream sundaes. Nobody was more pleased than this guy.
The next morning it was time to turn all the berries we picked into jam. The kids enjoyed helping -- especially the part where we have to "shmoosh" the berries.
Halfway through our trip we took off for the Malakoff Diggins State Park up near Nevada City for an overnight camping trip.