Melissa and I spent the whole weekend (kinda) blueberry picking. We got out Saturday on the East Coast Trail picking a few, but today in CBS we hit the mother load. Here’s a crop of the top of the bucket. Big, plump, juicy, deliciousness.
Bigg-E was in his glee. From time to time we’d give him a couple, but when we weren’t giving him any he was trimming the bushes himself. He’s a berry picking machine.