Blueberry Picking

 We went to a blueberry patch the other day called Bear Mountain Blueberry Farm. I didn't see any mountains or bears, but it was still a really cute place. I am amazed we were the only people there because a gallon of berries is only five bucks! Maybe it was due to the fact that it was almost unberryably hot. Sorry, I can't help myself sometimes. Anyways, Monk was in heaven with her little orange bucket. I don't think there were ever more than ten berries in there before she sat down and them all.

 And Z did what she does second best: sleep (her number one skill is eating and being adorable).

 Audrey and I were super red in the face from the heat. But we managed to cool off in the shade with some water and some more blueberries.