Laowai

Claire and I have a free day on Thursdays. No pre-school, no classes, no nothin’. So today, being Thursday, we decided to drive up to Wisconsin to pick raspberries. I’ve never picked raspberries before. Well that’s not true. In high school Brian and I used to wander along the old train track in Midland. That was before it was turned into the rail trail. It ran in front of his parents old house and it was lined with wild raspberries. I remember walking down there at dusk and picking raspberries and talking, talking, talking. Anyway – Claire and I got to do some picking and it was fantastic. I revel in those perfect ephemeral fragile fruits. A delicious morning.

Oh and my new favorite word, right behind meadow and prairie, is brambles.