It's not about the destination but the journey

Once upon a time in a far away land a beautiful princess, who loved city living,was given a very difficult task...she had to go walk through the forest to make her family happy. The princess prepared for this journey by putting on some protective sun gear and applying sunscreen and set off with her faithful companions - her sister, husband, children, nephew, niece and brother in law.



At first it was quite perilous and the princess and her entourage had to clamber up hills and scale down steep slopes.

But still they persevered. The path was littered with formidable obstacles like this creature:

(HINT - look at the garter snake on the log) And yet the brave little group journeyed through the forest. But then they came upon a place where the trees embraced them.

The only sound they could hear was the chirping of the birds and the beating of their hearts. A sense of peace came over the little group and they knew that experiencing this peace, not their destination is why they ventured into the forest that day. The princess was happy but tired. Her trusty husband came to her aid.

She and her band of merry family members emerged victoriously from the forest that day.

The end!

Berry sweet day

I've resisted going strawberry picking for many years. The idea of being crouched over a strawberry bush in the hot sun was a huge deterant. My family wore me down so we ended up going today. My daughter insisted on wearing her strawberry party dress for the occasion. I thought she would look to fancy for the strawberry fields, but instead she fit right in.

It wasn't so bad. We rode tractor around the farm.

My son and my husband's youngest cousin were competing to see who could find the most perfect strawberry. 

My husband helped my daughter fill her basket.

Which means she held the basket and he picked strawberries for her.

He picked a heart shaped strawberry just for me!!!

As for me, I didn't hurt my back at all. I supervised!