We loaded up bright and early and took the road north.
After an hour and a half of Tim McGraw tunes and solar panel discussions, we reached our destination.
Bailey's Berry Patch
Buckets were handed out and for some, the competition began.
For others, it wasn't a competition.
The enjoyment of the plopping sound the berries made as they were dropped into the bucket.
The enjoyment of forever capturing the perfect berry.
The enjoyment of witnessing nature at it's best.
Once our berries were bagged, we headed back home.
Hot and tired, but happy.
Happily contemplating blueberry lemonade, blueberry tarts and blueberry preserves.