Blueberries. Blackberries. Need I say more? We went out to a PYO fruit farm the other day, right when it opened. We went early to try and beat the summer heat, but to no avail it beat us first. It was hot. But I guess one wouldn't expect anything less from an almost summer day in North Carolina.
When we were done picking, we trekked back to the barn, packed up our berries and headed home. As I didn't sleep well the night before, we got home, had lunch and I laid on the couch and watched 3 girly movies by myself. An exciting day right? I guess when you are under the weather it's okay to do that. Thankfully I have an understanding husband who just let it happen.