Berry Pickin

As I mentioned before, we went berry picking…here are the rest of the photos.  And can I just say it was like a photographer’s HEAVEN there?  Aside from the flat lighting due to overcast skies, it was so gorgeous. 

 

Not a pie fan, but I bet these were amazing.

 

 

 

  

 

 

  

After boysenberries it was time for strawberries.  Oh.my.gosh.  They were to die for.  Never had a better strawberry in my life.

 

There were a few “no grazing” signs.  Guess who doesn’t know how to read?

 

  

 

I  barely edited these photos. Colors are pure and true! Like I said, to.die.for.

Can I go back now?

 

Is this thing on?

Does anybody even read this anymore?

I have so many pictures, so much to get caught up on.  I swear one of these days I’ll just dump all my flickr uploads here without any explanation.  I mean, that’s why people look at blogs right, for the pictures?   I am so behind!!!

In the meantime here is a short explanation of what we’ve been up to….more pictures to come later. 

 

Family came!

Drooled over cute babies!

 

Berry picking!  I also drooled over the landscape.  So picturesque.

 

Self explanatory. 

Many more pictures to share later. 

Highlights

People pay good money to get hair like this…

 

sidenote: Awhile ago someone commented on Diva’s highlights, I said, “yeah I totally take her to the salon to get them done.”  They looked at me and said, “Really??”

Serious? My sarcasm is too awesome.

looking back

You know what I love about this blog thing?

Looking back at fun times like this:

http://www.mybinghams.com/2008/12/life-under-tyranny.html

and thinking about how much things have changed…..

and how much they haven’t. 

“Whatchya lookin’ at?”

7-1-12

Celebrations

Hands down my favorite holiday.  There is no pressure for gifts, for baskets or for secret whatevers.  Just plain ol’ celebration.  Just good fun, food, family, friends and FIREWORKS.  And the obvious fact that we have the freedom do all these things in the best country in the world.  See?  Nothing beats the 4th of July.  Mad props to our founding fathers for signing that declaration in the summer so that we can party in our swimsuits and chillax in the warm evening sunlight. 

Ironically it was almost chilly on our 4th but I am loving.it.  Usually it’s unbearably hot but 80 degrees and a cool breeze?  I’ll take it.

     

 

 

We had lots of cute babies around.  That adorable little zebra toy came all the way from Ethiopia.  To G-man with love from Nee Nee.

And the food? Mmmmm the food.  Do I think it’s funny that we celebrate our independence from Great Britain with the usual…Mexican food?  Are we the only ones? 

Not gonna lie, I am famous for my guac.  It’s amazing.  You’d be hooked.

   

 

KC made lava flows (sans the liquor). Ooooh my gosh.  So good.  To die for.  I was impressed.

 

And I’m so sad because these cuties (along with their crazy haired little sis pictured at the top of this post and their parents) are moving all the way across the country.  Who knows when we will see them next! 

 

 

I just don’t know if this kid gets enough attention.  With grandma and grandpa. 

 

 

 

 

  

 

We love America!