This was a revelation to Spencer - he picked and picked and picked. I think perhaps one of every three or four he picked actually made it into the bucket. ZBoy took him off periodically to ride around the property in the golf cart but they always came back for more.
While they were busy picking, Deacon took over the shady seat of the golf cart until he was unceremoniously shooed off or shoved over to go for another ride.
Once lunch settled a bit, we went back down to the garden and dug out some Vidalia onions. Oh, they smelled good! Must look up a recipe for onion pie (which I hear is absolutely divine).
That pretty much did Spencer in. He laid down in Deacon's place in the shade and drifted in and out for a bit.
It was a great day at the farm! And we left with a bounty of blueberries, eggplant, onions, eggs and a gigantic zucchini.
Darling Man and ZBoy went back out to the farm today, but not to gather berries. They went to help my dad put up his new antenna. Dad's days of scrambling around on a roof are over, but DM was quite capable of doing what needed to be done. Now, when the satellite is out due to weather, they can switch over and watch digital television over the air.
DM and Z didn't leave empty-handed though. The old basketball hoop that stood sentinel over the driveway was feeling very lonely. The other grandchildren rarely played with it anymore, so it now has a new home in our driveway! I was a bit skeptical... Z prefers computer and video games to actual movement. Even baseball really failed to stir his inner athlete. But shooting hoops with Daddy seems to have sparked something.
They were out there for at least an hour after dinner and when they came in, ZBoy was wringing wet and grinning ear to ear. I made him get in the shower to rinse off and cool down. We may have stumbled on a sport he likes!