buried
June 25, 2009
We're buried in berries around these parts. Ginormous blackberries. I half believe that I've been caught in one of those Honey, I Shrunk the Kids movies.
What to do? One could carry the bucket around and do bicep curls. One could also make a blackberry pie. We chose the latter. Actually, Patrick made it. It tasted great, but it's not the prettiest. He has since dubbed himself The Pie Filling Man. I am heretofore The Crust Girl. So much for a stunning pie photo. That, plus ... I've already eaten half the pie. The breastfeeding appetite will do that to you.