On special summer days Mom would pack a picnic lunch load us all into the car and drive up to the forest, which was nearer to Yellowstone Park,
Past all the unusual rock formations each with a road sign bearing its name–chimney rock, elephant’s head and sleeping giant.
After eating and some playtime, we loved to pick wild choke cherries which Mom would make into wonderful jam or jelly, or maybe some syrup for our pancakes. Sometime there were wild elderberries that would become a delicious pie. We always had a race to see who could fill their pail first. Mom would just smile.