We arrived in Seattle in the middle of blueberry season so, naturally, we spent many of our afternoons picking delicious berries at the peak of freshness. Those that weren’t gobbled immediately (Henry is well known for this) were saved for the blueberry’s most noble purpose: Marla’s blueberry pie.
Other than picking blueberries, you know what’s a lot of fun? Playing in the fountain on a hot summer day. You know what’s even more fun? Ignoring your parents instructions and getting soaked to the bone when you have no extra change of close. Yeah, that is a lot of fun. Aunts and uncles can be fun, sure, but mostly playing in the fountain is fun.