he's a ham, if he sees me grab the camera he poses and smiles for me. yeah it's cute but it's also annoying, it takes so much longer to get those "natural" poses. oh well i'm not jinxing myself, i do really want him to still love the camera when he gets older. so my rant over i've been thinking about the whole week in the life album that i want to accomplish along with all my scrappy internet friends. and this idea came to my mind ... one of the memories that i have of AT (back story: I had two grandmothers, and three grandfathers. but only one grampa (mom's dad) and one grammy (dad's mom) my others were called by there names AT (dad's father, although i did call him grandpa in my teen years before he died) Ronnie (his wife) and Phil (Grammy's husband) I never knew my mom's mom). But that i remember of AT's was going to pick blackberries, standing knee deep in a snow melt stream in august freezing my toes off picking the best blackberries i ever tasted. okay i was eating as many as i was picking but it was fun. even getting pricked and attacked by the bushes and watching out for bears. we were in the middle of northern cali and it was heaven. okay flash back to today we have a blackberry bush in our backyard now and this year it's been producing berries. I am so happy and excited, these berries scream summer to me more than watermelon (although i have another memory about the watermelon patch that took over the world, i mean our backyard. and watermelon nazi's from my life-guarding days), so every other day or so we are out there picking ripe blackberries off the bush and pretty much eating them straight away. this time i got logan to take some pictures with me.