The torch has been passed…

Connor,

When you are old enough to read this, please take your time and listen to my advice because there is some really helpful information in this posting…

Uncle Danny and Daddy would like to thank you for coming along.  Over the years, Daddy and Uncle Danny have been known to pick strawberries with Grandma (their Mom).  The tradition started some 26 years ago in Fredericksburg, Virginia (if Daddy remembers the story correctly).  Ever since we went to our first strawberry patch, Grandma started planting her own and we would partake in picking strawberries every now and then.  It is not that we did not like it, it just got a little dangerous for us (keep reading).

Back in May 2006, Uncle Danny and Daddy were celebrating Mother’s Day with Grandma and picked some strawberries from her strawberry patch in the backyard.  We were having fun that day and Grandma wanted to take a few pictures so she could add it to her scrapbook.

See…

Little did we know that we had some company hanging out in the tree just behind us (look just above Uncle Danny’s head in the picture below)…

Here is a better glimpse of him/her…

So, remember when you are looking for strawberries always check for snakes!

Love,

Daddy and Uncle Danny

Here are a few pics of Connor picking strawberries in his strawberry patch at Grandma’s house.