Saturday, July 12, 2014

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Fourth of July 2014

On the morning of the grand and glorious fourth, I woke up with the flu.  I did not want to ruin the holiday so insisted on following through with our plan to go blueberry picking at Rocky Mountain Berry Patch.  It was a super hot day, and we got there right around noon.  Excellent planning, I know.  Our Groupon was for 23 lbs of berries, but I had only picked about a pint when the nausea overcame me and I could pick no more.  I was sick among the bushes, then felt mildly better and was able to move myself and the little babies to the shade of a tree so Ben and Cadence could check out the farm animals.  Having achieved my goal of memories made, we went home where I collapsed in my air conditioned room and didn't move until it was time to prepare for fireworks.  The little babies loved the fireworks, Cadence hid her head and clung to me while whispering "Scary, scary!"  We gave it about 15 minutes then took her home to watch from the safety of the upstairs window.  She really enjoyed them from that reduced-noise vantage point.












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