still baking

Our evening this evening. Shea came home from a half day of substitute teaching, Adelaide woke up from her nap. We had raspberry tea on the verandah (from the leaves of our own plants; not sure why I bought so many boxes when I was trying to bring Adelaide to birth when we had such abundance in our own yard).

We then headed out for some cranberry picking; the high bush kind so I didn't have to bend over so much, then to the river for a picnic dinner. It was blissful. Except for that bit where we had to wrestle Adelaide into her car-seat because she was being a turkey and didn't want to go home. Such lovely Autumnal fun in a wilderness that is literally just outside our back fence.

And the bun continues to cook...