It was looking a little lonely to me without photos of the Beebs. These are from Wednesday, and won't mean much to most of you, you just have to know our family has a deep devotion to raspberries. The bushes in my yard are from my parents yard, and those came from great-grandfather. I only have a few memories of my great-grandfather, but one of the those is picking raspberries in the backyard. And as you can see from the photo, love of fresh picked, warm from the sun, raspberries is genetic.