The market has a cool machine that one person drives to pick the berries. There are two tractor seats about 10 inches off the ground in the back that two other people sit on to pick the berries as the tractor goes very slowly down the rows. After about two rows, the riders switch sides so their muscles don't hurt so much from leaning . My daughters worked this farm market through their high school years and once in awhile they were assigned "berry duty" which they loved. The field hands got paid more than the market people. Those kids had HUGE biceps by the end of summer from lifting tons of veggies. I miss those days because we got 40% off all the produce but the sweet corn. Now, I pay full price, but when you get beauties like these, I don't mind so much.
So, I thought I'd share some of my baby dresses my sisters saved for me. This green dotted swiss was made for me by Evelyn one day. I used to have a picture of me in it, but can't find it. My dad and mom had a summer cottage at a local lake where Evelyn and Betty (my sisters) and my folks spent the summers. Evelyn said she made this for me to help pass the time. Yes, I was a late-in-life-baby.
It's a beautiful evening tonight. The lightening bugs started sparkling last night, so we're going out for a little walk to enjoy them. Later....