tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post1101619290228055834..comments2024-03-22T18:13:10.026-06:00Comments on On the Alberta/Montana Border: Prairie PieDiane Stringam Tolleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09629946536985545457noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-41018141498091238302014-03-31T13:14:03.200-06:002014-03-31T13:14:03.200-06:00I've also heard them called serviceberries, Ri...I've also heard them called serviceberries, River. And thank you. I think they're cute, but I'm totally prejudiced! :)Diane Stringam Tolleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09629946536985545457noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-23523371059435723252014-03-31T13:12:59.720-06:002014-03-31T13:12:59.720-06:00Thank you, Kathy! I like them, too! What is there ...Thank you, Kathy! I like them, too! What is there about a grandparent's garden? Just the mention brings the memories trooping back . . .Diane Stringam Tolleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09629946536985545457noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-1629231458793172512014-03-31T13:10:56.447-06:002014-03-31T13:10:56.447-06:00I wish we could have a few more of those days agai...I wish we could have a few more of those days again, too!Diane Stringam Tolleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09629946536985545457noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-59680797794467360142014-03-31T13:10:30.029-06:002014-03-31T13:10:30.029-06:00Oh, but the fun was totally worth it, right?Oh, but the fun was totally worth it, right?Diane Stringam Tolleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09629946536985545457noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-74803423533197334362014-03-31T13:10:03.768-06:002014-03-31T13:10:03.768-06:00Why, thank you, Carol! What a sweet thing to say! ...Why, thank you, Carol! What a sweet thing to say! :)Diane Stringam Tolleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09629946536985545457noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-72628261047830554442014-03-31T13:09:22.897-06:002014-03-31T13:09:22.897-06:00I've also heard them called 'service' ...I've also heard them called 'service' berries. It was such a special time. I can still smell the bushes and the dust in the air and the mud of the river. And feel the hot sun on my skin. Sigh.Diane Stringam Tolleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09629946536985545457noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-75704227514756926222014-03-31T13:07:03.487-06:002014-03-31T13:07:03.487-06:00Why, thank you, Jenny! Dad's always know the b...Why, thank you, Jenny! Dad's always know the best spots. Probably from a life of mischief . . .Diane Stringam Tolleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09629946536985545457noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-37274972318720046792014-03-31T13:06:09.936-06:002014-03-31T13:06:09.936-06:00All of my youngest granddaughters. And, believe me...All of my youngest granddaughters. And, believe me, they can sure pack it away!Diane Stringam Tolleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09629946536985545457noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-58188340199140752502014-03-31T00:04:56.335-06:002014-03-31T00:04:56.335-06:00Saskatoons? Are they a type of blueberry?
Love th...Saskatoons? Are they a type of blueberry? <br />Love the photos, every single child there is beautiful.Riverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14794655013673748992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-90075514717592138072014-03-30T21:17:20.060-06:002014-03-30T21:17:20.060-06:00You have adorable grandchildren. This brought back...You have adorable grandchildren. This brought back memories of picking strawberries and blueberries in my grandpap's garden. Very good times and good memories. Thank you!Kathyhttp://www.bloomingburghboomer.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-33878495711964160952014-03-29T22:51:45.090-06:002014-03-29T22:51:45.090-06:00I love your precious pictures. You describe a love...I love your precious pictures. You describe a lovely day. I wish life was more like that day. <br />Blessings and hugs for this sweet one. LeAnnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18107717294803352571noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-13164516083834682542014-03-29T17:00:58.881-06:002014-03-29T17:00:58.881-06:00That was a lovely trip down memory lane and remind...That was a lovely trip down memory lane and reminded me of my friends and I going blackberrying. You can image the mess we were when we'd finished...our mothers would be beside themselves!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03503915059334064289noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-70054389993816730822014-03-29T12:39:09.153-06:002014-03-29T12:39:09.153-06:00A time gone by. No one does it better than you. Lo...A time gone by. No one does it better than you. Love this berry-picking post!Carol Cassarahttp://www.carolcassara.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-82221206965798143482014-03-29T12:38:13.763-06:002014-03-29T12:38:13.763-06:00I've never heard of saskatoons? Such great me...I've never heard of saskatoons? Such great memories of your childhood, it sounds lovely and magical.Claudia Schmidthttp://www.myleftbreast.netnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-71907612622211233802014-03-29T10:09:20.429-06:002014-03-29T10:09:20.429-06:00You have the cutest grandkids - seriously.
We use...You have the cutest grandkids - seriously.<br /><br />We used to pick wild strawberries, wild blueberries and wild raspberries. It was usually my Dad who took us; he knew all the good spots. Hmm ... I wonder how he knew that? I must ask him!jenny_ohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15475480579733466963noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-41533059139349534802014-03-29T10:08:32.204-06:002014-03-29T10:08:32.204-06:00Awwww...look at those little sweeties all dreaming...Awwww...look at those little sweeties all dreaming of pie.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com