Piles and piles of clouds

Yesterday (Sunday, May 27), your dad and I walked down behind Grandma and Pappaw's house, a little below the barn to pick raspberries. I have been keeping an eye on them since they were babies, and last Sunday when we walked past them I thought they looked like they would be ripe within a week. We had already planned to churn some homemade ice cream, so I got the bright idea to pick some wild raspberries and make a raspberry syrup for the ice cream.

Well, the raspberries were sparse as you can see. We started picking anyway, and got a grand total of...

 Not very impressive! There are still  some left that will ripen up in a week or so, but I doubt we will get 2 cups off the whole thing!

The nice thing about the raspberry foray was watching the sky. It was so, so pretty. The clouds were just huge and piled up against a Carolina blue sky.

From the little bit of traveling I have done, it is true that there is no blue sky quite like the blue sky of North and South Carolina.

 The sky over the pasture was so pretty I kept trying to take better and better pictures of it, because I felt the camera just couldn't reflect how pretty it really was.

It was truly a byootiful day!

 And the ice cream at the end of the day only made it better!