Now that the end of August is approaching, I thought I should wrap up the rest of what we did in July...
We picked blueberries a total of 4 times this summer. Picking just under 50 pounds! I froze a bunch once and the rest of the time we picked 6-10 pounds just to eat for the week. And now the season is over and we will move on to fall raspberries, peaches, pears and apples.
The last 3 times we picked the girls each brought a very small bucket of their own to fill and add to our larger buckets or to fill and eat. Boothe added berries of any and all colors to her bucket and then used more discretion when eating them, but this kept her from stealing the picked berries from mine and Dan's buckets.
Having her own bucket actually motivated Magnolia to pick and fill her bucket with BLUE blueberries! She ate some but mostly just wanted to fill her own "Sal" sized bucket. Have you read Blueberries for Sal? It's one of our favorites.
Then one night at about 9pm, I was in the kitchen working on something, probably meal planning and Dan was painting the basement. We decided to paint the playroom in the basement yellow and absolutely loved how it turned out. Anyways, I heard squealing tires from outside, close by. Our house sits about 5 houses away from a busy road/intersection so I hear squealing tires frequently as people are going too fast when the light turns red. We also live right on a curve so cars also take the curve too quickly sometimes and tires will squeal. But this night it was a little longer and louder than usual. It was also followed by a substantial bang. So I went to the front of the house to look out of the window and saw a car on it's side leaning up against a tree. Moments later a police car showed up followed by about 7 more followed by police officers getting out of their cars and some of them running, chasing someone, pointing towards the direction of our house/backyard! So of course we go out on the front porch to see whats going on. The police were bringing in a police dog so we went out back to make sure our dogs weren't outside. At first they thought the guy was in our garage but the dog led them through our backyard to our neighbors' yard behind us who happened to be out of the country for the summer. Anyways, as we are standing on our back porch still spying on all of the action, they catch the guy in our neighbor's large outdoor trash can! We couldn't see it, but we heard it all. It was quite the exciting night. I may have forgotten some details here so if so, Dan fill in the holes, please!
We took one, much less exciting than the rest of our July, trip to Silver Beach and the splash pad there. So fun!