Charley, Nicole, and Emma were in Casco this weekend. Nicole had emailed beforehand to ask what berries were ready for Emma to pick. There are a few remaining raspberries, but by now mostly it’s blackberries.
Arlene, Nicole, Emma, and I all went out picking. There were more blackberries than I expected. The bush I had scouted earlier was almost the best, but there was one with even more berries just along the side of the driveway. It’s a little disappointing when the best picking is the easiest to get to. At least, it makes you wonder why you bothered to work your way through the thickets to get one or two berries when there were dozens right in the open. But we had a good time and came back with almost a pint of berries.
With so many people in the house there was a lot of trash. Arlene and I went to the dump on Sunday afternoon. On the way home there was a deer in the middle of the road before we got back to downtown Casco. Off our association road there was one full-grown turkey and four smaller birds that looked like the young of the year, about three quarters the length of the older one. There must be a lot for turkeys to eat in these woods if they can grow to that size in four months!
On Sunday afternoon, after Arlene, Neil, Olga, and I had all rested up from the walk up Rattlesnake Mountain and Charley’s group had come back from playing miniature golf, we went over to the beach. I took the kayak, and brought along a child-size life jacket in case Emma wanted a ride. Nicole did let her come for a ride, just about fifty feet and back, just far enough that Emma could say she went for a ride in a kayak.