I actually haven't done much claying either because we went camping with all of the kids and my mom and dad and sister last week.
We were at a place called Warm River where the river is never more than a few feet deep (in most places not above your knees) and has a hot spring running into it so it never gets below 51 degrees. The kids take their tubes and walk upriver a ways and then get in and float back down to their campsite. It's gentle enough that even the smallest children can ride on it.
For those of us that find the water too cold in spite of the hot spring, there were service berries everywhere just begging to be picked-- we filled 2 5-quart ice cream buckets with them and could have gotten a lot more. We're hoping they make good pancake syrup. (They make really good eating!)
Now, for the pictures I took. (Grandpa got tons of pictures of the kids floating down the river but I haven't gotten copies of those yet.)
Berries weren't the only things we picked. I know you're not supposed to pick the wildflowers but there were just too many women (and girls) in the group to not pick a few. :) Mom wants to recreate some of them in embroidery and I (of course) want to recreate them in clay. So we picked one or two of each, put them in my juice pitcher, and brought them home where I took photos of all of them. It gave me some good photography practice, too!
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| I probably should have paid more attention to the background... |
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| Something ate part of this flower before we got to it. |
Enjoy!
Korrina
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