Berry Pickin

One of the best things about my job is the flexibility – I can work from anywhere, and pretty much any time.  I work A LOT of hours so there’s really no question about whether I’m working enough to earn my keep.  The kids start a 2-week stint at camp next week, followed by some time working from my remote office – in Mexico!  But this week I’m WWK – Working With Kids, so I decided it would be cooler and also a change of scenery if we spent the week at our cottage.  When it rains that means that we are crammed into 600  square feet instead of having almost 5 times that to spread out and get away from each other, but I’m a weather-optimist.

WWK usually involves me working from early in the morning until 11ish, then taking the kids on a mid-day “adventure”, and then working until late at night.  Today, despite the rain, our adventure was strawberry picking at Charlton Orchards Farm and Winery.  I’ve dropped the ball on my parental duties here…this was their first time picking berries of any kind.  For the record, they HAVE picked apples.

Then we hit the grocery store (I swear, it’s hardly more expensive to eat out), drove home while debating the feasibility of sponsoring a beaver through Heifer International (Adlani’s choice because it would allow a family to cut down trees without the environmental impacts of manufacturing an ax), and then broke up a dog fight when one of the neighborhood dogs came into the house, continued Annie’s progress on her rawhide bone, and then got mad when she came to see what was up.  That got the adrenaline pumping.  Hopefully they’re all headed for a crash now so I can get a few hours of work done before our giant strawberry shortcake feast.

And I almost forgot…as we were driving along at 50 MPH, I saw a guy taking a photo of something and immediately recognized that it was a luna moth.  When we went back to check it out (the kids had never seen one), there were two!  Very cool.  They were both males.  The females have slightly darker markings and fancier bottom parts on their wings.

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