It was wonderful! There is nothing like the taste of a raspberry, juicy and warm from the sun.
All the kids helped. Rachel was industrious, just like her mother. Andrew was so diligent and helpful. James was a sweetie pie and told me stories as we picked. He also made us all smile by wearing his "sunglasses." Little David tottered between all of us begging for "pick berry" or "berry there" (both meant, "please, put a berry in my bucket for me to eat."