When we finally got home last weekend after our little run-in with a guardrail in Maryland, we noticed that our blueberries needed picked in a big way. So first thing Monday morning we opened the netting around our bushes and began to harvest our crop. When we were finished, Nancy realized that we had more than enough for one of her really good blueberry pies. So by noon the pie was in the oven. It wasn't until after two-thirds of the pie had been eaten that I remembered that I wanted to take a picture. Well here's what I got. Better late than never...I guess.

On our Prius: apparently putting a foreign car back together after an accident is not an inexpensive proposition. The insurance claims guy and the auto body repair guy settled on a first cut cost of nine grand. No word this week on progress.