Yesterday brought thunderstorms and hail. First it was pea-sized, then marble, then nearly golf ball sized. It bounced off the roof and collected in the grass and driveway. Thank God the storm was short lived and didn't chop our gardens to bits. It provided a little excitement (Troy had to get up from his nap to see) and cooled the temperatures down about ten degrees. Today is a sweatshirt kind of day with a cool lake breeze.
Speaking of "breeze" (strawbreeze...), it was a great morning to go berry picking. Nate, Ben, Hannah and I met Bethany at Burnap's and we picked a whole mess of strawberries. The season has just begun and already Beth and I have each made two batches of jam. I will likely freeze several bags of crushed berries and make more jam during those cold winter months. By then I should have some lonely jelly jars longing to be filled up with warm jam. I think I hear the strawberries calling me right now... Mmmmmm!
My Favorite Day.
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