We have the most giant patch of red luscious raspberries right outside our back door.
When the Wife was a littlest girl she had a raspberry patch that she used to eat breakfast in. A cup of milk from the kitchen and out the door to the raspberries for a morning graze.
This morning, while the Wife was cooking oatmeal over the cooktop outside, the Chicken Dinner Farmer's Daughter followed her out. But she didn't stay with the Wife. She continued past the Wife and began a morning graze...in the raspberry patch. She was happy and completely content eating berries.
The Wife did finish up the oatmeal, and took it inside for everyone for breakfast. Chicken Dinner happily brought in a few berries to add to her oatmeal, as well as a few to share with siblings.
How can you not just LOVE raspberries from your own backyard for breakfast?
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