A couple weeks ago, our cousins from out of state were in the area. So, we all went shooting. They provided the ammo and clays, and we brought the guns.
As usual, it was so much fun! : )
Gun season for deer is just around the corner,
so we also took the opportunity to sight in some rifles.
Heidi joined us for the fun too. : )
Grandpa still knows how to knock ‘em down.
While we were out shooting, some old airplanes flew over in formation. They were flying in for an airshow some of our family went to the next day.
With fall comes the annual possum grape picking expedition. Well, almost annual,
two years ago they were SO plentiful that we skipped picking them last year.
If you have never heard of possum grapes…here are a few posts we’ve done
in the past about them. 1, 2, and 3.
Why is that bush moving? Oh, that’s where Dad went… : )
The picking crew was a bit smaller this year than normal, but that’s the way it goes when people have to study for school and are very allergic to poison ivy. : /
Do we need the trailer or not? The answer would be yes. : )
We picked at the place where Grandpa used to live, and a little on the
county roads one evening. Then the next evening we went back out
to pick at the best possum grape vines around.
There’s nothing quite like being with your family out on a county road at dusk,
a cool fall wind blowing, standing up on an old rickety wooden ladder “balanced”
on the trailer, trying to miss the poison ivy while picking possum grapes.
It’s a special experience.
Then came the time consuming, purple finger staining, picking process. ; )
We got a total of three batches of jelly this year!
“By him therefore let us offer the sacrifice of praise to God continually,
that is, the fruit of our lips giving thanks to his name.”
Remember in what ever circumstance, (even itchy poison ivy) praise God continually!