Bowman in the Berry Brambles, or Merry Christmas Eve

Mom had one of her favorite Christmas Eves this year, and I enjoyed the mess we got to make helping her enjoy it.  On our way back from the Great Ocean Road adventure that Aunt Margi sent us on, we found a pick-your-own berry patch and decided to stop (even though I'd just fallen asleep and only napped 10 minutes that day as a result of the stop).

This place grew all kinds of blackberries, delicious raspberries and (my favorite) not-quite-ripe strawberries.  I loved carrying the plastic bucket, but Mom insisted on taking over when I swung it so much I started to make berry juice.  That's when Dad and I headed for the strawberries.

Did you know you can eat as many berries as you want while you're out there picking?

I think we did pretty well, and the Devonshire Tea we enjoyed afterward was a perfect summer treat.  Hooray for Christmas Eve south of the Equator!