Blueberry Picking

We went blueberry picking with Barbara early one morning last week. Barbara is our most wonderful neighbor and dear friend who is letting us garden with her and who we love to visit. (In fact every time Joyce walks out the door she says, "Barba, Barba" and vigiorously points in the direction of Barbara's house.)

Joyce loved the berries and when she got sick of eating them herself, she put them in my mouth.