Julia enjoying a freshly picked blackberry... or two or three. Luckily they don't weigh you on the way in and on the way out.
Yum!! Hopefully I'll be able to report that I got to make a blackberry pie this afternoon. We shall see...


And this is what Nacho does when I get up from the couch (so much for keeping him on the blanket...).


"HELLOOOOO!" This post is particularly for our St. Louis friends. You know that greeting. I think I even had a conversation with Lori Kothe about this voice being one thing I will NOT miss when moving to King George. Well, it's been getting pretty hot here lately, and you know what that means: ice.cream.truck. I could hear the tunes a mile away. "If You're Happy and You Know it," "Pop Goes the Weasel," "I'm a Little Teacup..." And wouldn't you know it. I could hear it getting closer and closer as it pulled down our street, and when it stopped right in front of our kitchen window, I heard it: "HELLOOOOOO!" aaaahhhhh!!! I just cannot get away from that sing-songy voice


So we opened the door, and Nacho tore through the yard and in about 3 steps had reached the groundhog and was ready to play. He basically ran over it once and pawed at him a little bit... then the groundhog rolled over on his back. and stayed there. and just laid there. Nacho was so so intrigued. He pawed at him some more and sniffed and sniffed. He was just begging for that thing to play with him. When the groundhog lifted his head for a second and looked like he was going to snap at Nacho, I made Schub go out there and bring Nacho in.
* I think you really need to click on the pictures and blow them up in order to get the full effect.




















