Pictures add years?

I know that the saying is "pictures add 10 pounds", but after editing some photos last night I had a realization. My boys are growing up! (No, really?! you say) Sometimes I really need to step back and look at them for what they are in this very moment.

I'm no quitter.

Okay, well I am. I've decided to quit Facebook. Even though there seems to be no real explanation or apology, or even an acknowledgment of the privacy breach going on there. I'm done. There are so many reasons, but the latest is the final straw for me. (They are denying the whole thing.)
I won't bore you with detail, just now I know that I need to upkeep this blog much better. No longer a side project, more effort needs to be involved.

Facebook has been a crazy time warp for me, getting lost in the webs of other people lives. It's nice to keep up with peoples lives, but unfortunately, it also takes away from my own. I think removing myself from it for a number of reasons, is a good thing, especially the privacy issues. I often wonder how many people have a love-hate relationship with it, like I do. Maybe even with social media in general.

Good Bye Facebook, It's been too long.
 

Thorns in the morning.

There is seriously nothing like picking your own berries and sitting in the backyard, enjoying every bite with your kids. Seeing them appreciate the time it takes to grow things, harvest them, and then eat them. It's a life lesson worth learning :)
We found this tiny little bush on the side of our house when we moved in last year,  thought it was a poor little rose bush. Even contemplated pulling it out, because we really want a producing yard. Flowers can sit under the magnolia among it's roots, but other then that, we want food!
So we decided to leave the poor little twig of a bush, to see if it would do anything come spring. Well boy did it surprise us. Came up huge, green, and full of life! Not to mention much more distinguished leaves. That helped us determine that we had a 'raspberry bush', then came all the tiny little white blossoms. When the green berries started appearing on every part of the bush I was ecstatic, I couldn't believe such a small bush could produce so many berries. (yes, I get WAY too excited about these things)
The morning the first berries ripened my son pointed out the 'rotten raspberries', that is when finally got the proper label for this poor bush, we had a blackberry bush.
It has given us a ton of berries, and still is. We couldn't be happier with our decision to leave the tiny dying bush alone last year :)