I got one full day off before the slew of appointments resume with Arthur.
So we took a walk up to the tree farm. There were a lot of ripe blackberries along the road, so he and I picked berries, and brought them back to Juli's house. Juli made a blackberry pie.
Blackberries remind me of my childhood, since my home in northern California was surrounded, as Juli's home is, with abundant wild blackberries.
My body is still sore and achey from my storage unit adventures last week.
[daily log: walking, 4km]