Other than reading, the adult activity which most links me with my childhood is picking raspberries. Our house in town had a "banking" out back which was full of the delicious berries, all waiting for me to pick. Not many made it back into the house in those days. I have a little more willpower now, maybe because of the new chocolate-whipped cream treat I've discovered this summer. I posted the photo of our first raspberries eleven days ago, and they're still coming. We went out this morning and had a little help from Bracelet the goat.