Since I was young, one of my favorite things to do in the late summer/early fall, was to go huckleberry picking. We used to go and make a whole day of it. I have many fond memories of those times. Because of those fond memories, I want my kids to be able to make the same kind of memories. I think that is an important thing and one of the reasons that my family is so close to this day. So this past weekend my sisters and mom and our families all went out to find the elusive huckleberries.
Loading up the truck to go up in the mountains
When we actually got up there and found a good spot, the kids did more playing and eating than actual picking. But Karsen and the kids did find lots of wild raspberries as well as huckleberries. I made the boys pose for this picture during their fun
Little Rhett (my sweet nephew) hanging out in the truck with Grandma.
Beckham (another nephew) running to tell his momma "Mom, I gotta go pee!!"
Me and Sawyer being silly!!
The two lone girl grandkids gotta stick together dont ya know
And finally, some of the yummy berries we picked.
It was so much fun and now we get to enjoy the "fruit of our labors" (pun intended)
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