Berry Picking & Elk Hunting {July 2}

We spent the morning waiting and waiting for Abigail to get home from EFY so we could go berry picking.  Morgan’s Dad was planning to pick up the girls at 7am so we figured she’d be home by 8am.  I had sent her a text around midnight letting her know that we had gotten home late from the Mariners game and would likely still be in bed when she got home so she could just let herself in through the garage.

At 8:45am she still wasn’t home so I sent her a text, letting her know we were up and that we wanted to go berry picking.  It wasn’t until 10am that I finally got a text that she was “coming now”.  When she pulled up to the house at 10:15am with Morgan’s Mom I knew something was off.  Apparently, Abigail’s phone wasn’t working so she only got my text that we were sleeping in so instead of coming straight home she went to Morgan’s house.  When Lindsey got home from the gym and saw Abigail hanging out at their house she brought her home – finally!

We quickly left for Harvold Farms in Carnation excited for the delicious raspberries they are well known for.  Drew was ready for some berry picking/eating!

The fields had opened for picking at 7:30am after being closed since Wednesday so it took us a while to find some areas that weren’t already picked over.  Well worth the search – so, so yum!

Fifteen pounds of raspberries later we headed over to a nearby blueberry farm for several pounds of those as well.  We spent some time when we got home making jam and freezing some of the raspberries for later.  While Drew napped and Abigail unpacked, Justin and I went to the park and played tennis while Jason, Carly and Katie played at the park and rode bikes.  Such a great day to spend outside.

That evening Justin and I went out with the Reynolds, Vernons, and Barlows (who have made the “Texodus” and are spending the month back in beautiful Washington instead of miserably hot Texas).  Always a great time with these couples.

The Barlows rode with us and after dinner, instead of heading straight over to the Reynolds, Laura insisted we go on a hunt to find the elk herd.  It didn’t take long to find them grazing in an open field.  Seriously, who needs Yellowstone when we live among so much wildlife?