This year, the blueberry crop around the pond is especially good – probably because I’ve kept the chicken’s in their coop since we rebuilt their run. I got to the berries before the chickens this season.
I went out this afternoon to pick some more blueberries. It’s akin to yoga, stretching and reaching to get the biggest berries while avoiding the prickly briars that grow right along with them. I set my bowl down so I wouldn’t spill the berries.
This is what I found when I turned around.
She looks a little guilty, don’t you think?
And when I lectured her about not eating the berries? She looked downright angelic.
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