|Prettiness on the way to the patch...|
|Blackberries on the way to the patch|
I'd never picked blueberries before, (yes, I know, "Where have you been all your life?"), and Kit and the boys were away for the day, so I was kind of on my own. But, Kit had assured me there wasn't much to it, explained basically what to do, and trusted me to figure it out. Which I pretty much did.
|Reaching under the bird netting to snag berries|
There are four different varieties of berries, each fruiting at a slightly different time. So, some bushes had bunches of berries to pick, some only had a few, and some had basket-loads waiting to ripen.
I spent almost and hour and a half picking, and by the time I was finished there was a very large bowlful sitting on the kitchen table.
|This isn't the large bowlful; it's the bowl that was too small|
Around the time I finished showering after my exertions (it was hot and muggy and buggy, and I, naturally, was picking in my PJ's), my Oops made it's appearance. Damn. So, I wrapped up what I was working on, and went for a walk.
|Accidental picture of my Sky Companion|
|Puppy Companion, Gypsy|
|Flower Companions on the dock|
|Geese Companions on the lake|
|Kitty Companion, Electra, back at the house|
|Flowers in the kitchen|
Today was much easier to stay in Retreat Mode, since my right hand stopped working last night. A soreness and ache in my ring finger in the evening turned into restricted movement by night, and by about 6:00 am I was in enough pain I needed some Advil. Doing a bit of research, it looks like a repetitive stress injury similar to carpal tunnel syndrome. So, complete rest for the day and night. Image that on a Retreat ;)