
While on a special camping trip over Memorial Day Weekend, a Teddy Bear called to me from the shelf in the little store in the Park. I couldn't resist him and he is now a permanent fixture in our Motor Home.

Life is a bowl of strawberries. On Sunday June 21, 2009, Father's Day we went to a farm about twenty minutes from Lynwood, Washington and picked 20 pounds of strawberries. The "We" consisted of Grandma, Grandpa, Momma, Daddy and three wonderful granddaughters. The picking was pretty easy. They gave you a huge box and pointed you in the direction of the strawberry fields. Then you bent over and started picking the sweetest berries in sight. Some of the participants were able to pick and eat berries as fast as they could. Every once in a while they would put berries in the box. But Grandma is allergic to strawberries, so she just picked and put them in the box. I think the time we spent was a little over and hour. We were all surprised when we weighed the boxes and found out we had 20 pounds. It was really a fun exercise for all of us.