Whatever is ripe, whatever the season, we're out there picking. If we're not in the garden we're out in the woods. Picking what trees will be harvested for firewood, what balsam boughs will be picked for making wreaths, picking the best place to put in my hunting stand, picking what lake to go fishing on, picking what species of fish we're going to go after, picking, picking, picking, constantly picking!
No wonder I'm so picky!
Besides being picky ~ we're also very frugal. Nothing is more irritating than seeing something go to waste. If it can be up-cycled, recycled, refurbished, renewed, screwed or unscrewed, I guess we find a way to manage that too.
Is this a good trait to have? Sometimes I have to wonder? Yesterday I couldn't find my old 100year plus dining room table because it was buried in strips of material - cut from old t-shirts because I'm in the process of making a braided rug for my kitchen. I love when I accomplish these types of things; but then sometimes wonder why am I doing this! Just spend the twenty bucks and go buy a new one... but I know I'll love my rug when I'm done :) ... just as I love my old creaky 100 year old oak table that I salvaged from the old farmstead, from being thrown into the burning pile, when we lived there.
So......... enough of that babble ~
I made a tart.It rained and was a little windy earlier and it knocked six apples off the tree. So I hurried up and scooped them up before the chipmunks or deer got to them. I like sharing with the critters; but not when I only have a handful of apples on the tree. The apple harvest this year is way down from prior years because of the late frost we got this spring, killing off so many of the fruit buds.
Dear Hubby and I took a ride ~ looking for ~ you guessed it ~ more berries!
As you can see by the map ~ we are surrounded by public forest land - lots of places to go berry picking. Here's a more detailed view of where we went ... off to the Million Acre Swamp ... which is out our back door. The big circle is the Million Acre Swamp area, the red dot is where we live.
I feel like Winnie The Pooh and Tigger off to visit the Million Acres Swamp when we go on our Great Adventures into the big woods.
The berry picking is about finished for the year. We didn't find anything worth wasting our time over. What we did find though were some interesting osprey nest, about a half mile apart from each other, on top of some power line poles. One had a hawk sitting on the edge of it ... I imagine looking for prey.
Until next time ....
So it goes in my neck of the woods.