Mid-August we packed up and drove to Fort Benton, MT, for a family reunion/belated 80th birthday party for Brian's Mom, Bernadine Dostal.
Then at the end of August we paid a visit to my parents (and brother) in Oregon:
Garden of Eden, blackberry-style. If you walked into that little cavern there, the blackberries hung down over your head just begging you to pick them. The smell of warm wheat stubble mixed with the perfume of ripe blackberries is a foretaste of heaven, in my opinion.