So with the advance in years, if not precisely wisdom, I looked for other things to do to while away the more resolutely riseless hours and avoid the risk of ever becoming bored with my greatest outdoor love.

These antiboredom diversions were few at first but presently grew and grew. Chief among them was gathering wild berries and cherries as their seasons occurred . . . 

John Voelker
Trout Magic

Delicious thimbleberries.


2 Comments

robert · February 12, 2014 at 12:38 am

not that a no-words picture story needs it, but as a botanist i must inject: “plant names in Latin – Genus species (1st word Caps, 2nd lowercase)! we stay up all night (drinking beed and) worrying about this! /rjl

robert · February 12, 2014 at 12:40 am

drinking BEER – BEER I say!! see, I’m all distraught! what the hell is ‘beed’? well I don’t know, but you gimme some, and I’ll drink it!

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