Sunday, September 29, 2013
Sunday, September 22, 2013
beeren pflücken
Raspberries have a very special place in my heart. More specifically, a Grandma-Betty's-raspberry-patch-shaped place. As a little girl - who am I kidding, we did it well into our older years too - my sister and I would spend mornings, afternoons, and evenings handpicking raspberries from the patch atop the house in Rush City.
Tuesday, September 17, 2013
Wednesday, September 11, 2013
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