So, last week Jackson, Grandma and I decided to drive to Idaho to pick blueberries. As we left Montana it was a little cloudy, as we approached Couer d' Alaine it was raining, and by the time we drove into town the downpour was so torrential we decided to stop for some rain gear. As we approached the berry farm, 4 1/2 hours from home a huge mass of black clouds was moving in. The blueberry gods must have smiled on us, because 3 1/2 hours later we had picked 60 pounds of blueberries without a drop of rain touching us, and then it poured all the way home. As you can see Jackson had a great time, he loved the picnic we had after we were done, and his baby deer (plastic animals) were very helpful with picking.
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