My dear mother used to make prickly pear this time of year and I can still remember how wonderful that was to slather on top of an English Muffin.
Yesterday one of my grandkiddos joined me on an adventure down our street to gather the ripening fruit from some cacti
The boy seeing the game.
Picking. Plucking. Picking. Whatever.
A few more please.
The boy distracted - in a good way - or a God way. (He is taking some of these pictures.)
Unfortunately, our photo opp ceased at this point. The boy saw a rabbit, got excited and then guess what? It happened. Again. Stink. I just might have lost my cactus fruit grabber helper.