I Didn't Read Any Sign: Do Not Eat the Berries

We've been here before and we'll be back again. This last trip was done back in July, but with other happenings, I hadn't had time 'til now to upload pics and share a tale or two.

We headed out to my favorite Lake Superior stop with Mike's brother and his brother's girlfriend and their dog. An awesome day to be a turtle, dog, or a person. As I searched the shoreline for driftwood finds, I noticed berries growing in the brush. First thought, where there are berries there may be bears. Second thought, I better eat these before the bears eat them all. I hesitated long enough to mention to our party that I think I found some wild raspberries, but my lack of plant identification knowledge made me a tad skeptical. I thought that these berries may just be berries that look like raspberries, but are really poisonous, non-edible berries. Only one way to find out. I ate one and it was the best, possibly poisonous non-raspberry, raspberry I have ever had. I had not immediately died from ingesting said single berry, so I had a few more.

I am still living and breathing today, so when summer comes next year, I know where to find the tastiest raspberries in the area.

I Spy: Boardwalk Edition

*See if you can spot the bird's nest in each landscape picture before looking at the closeups.

Bits and I have a new goal: try to take even more walks. I'm attempting daily here people. My rear end is looking more like a Buick than a Kia, so I need to get my walk on.

We walked around the lake to the boardwalk (by the way, the city is supposed to be extending the boardwalk...awesome, right?). He likes to go along the boardwalk sans Mommy's hand, and without the fear or cars, I let him run it out. He was all about peering at the water at the few bench outcroppings and laying on the boardwalk to look through the cracks.

I found my own amusing game, trying to spot birds' nests throughout the brush. Fun walk that tired out both the grownup and the toddler.