Yesterday and today I got to see two longtime friends who also have sons. I've known one of them for 16 years, we met in Brazil where we sang together in a choir, and many years later she got married to a "Brazilian American" guy and we met again here in the U.S.. Her son is 10 months older than my eldest (who's 4 1/2). I met the other friend, who happens to have the same name I do (with an extra l) here in the U.S. ten years ago. She's American, with Brazilian parents, and her son is 9 months younger than my oldest. I hadn't seen them in nearly two years and they didn't really know my youngest son, since they had only seen him as a tiny baby, so it was great! We had a lively group of four boys, aged 2, 3, 4, and 5.



Today I met again with one of them, my namesake (who, by the way, may be reading this post -- I'm so delighted to have another IRL reader, Lily!!), and we went to Plymouth and then we drove around a bit to Carver and I was able to realize an old dream to see a cranberry bog. The sun was setting/ had just set, so I wasn't able to take very good photos (OK, as good as I'd like... they did turn out OK :), but it was still great!! I love cranberry juice, sauce, and anything baked with cranberries and I knew that if we move next year, this may be my first and last chance to see a cranberry bog at harvest time. I thought I'd share some of the photos too!







6 comments:
I grew up in New England, but I've never seen a cranberry bog, either. Ooooh, I love cranberries. The pictures are great.
oh wow, this is amazing! Thank you for sharing!!
Glad you made it there safely and without going crazy. Hope the trip back is as good.
Those cranberries are fabulous. I've never seen anything like it!
Isn't it great to catch up with old friends! What fun you must have had! And what lovely photos! I love cranberried, too. I make a mean relish.
Wow, how fun that you guys got to see that close up. I love cranberries too. The little boys are adorable!
Those pictures are AMAZING! Almost make me pucker up at the sight of all those berries...!
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