Quiet House

Greg has gone to the plasma donation center so the house is quiet except for the occasional purr from Tesla in Scott's recliner. I have the dishwasher cycled around and ready for more dirty dishes and the laundry is going. I picked nearly enough blackberries for a pie from the briar mess in our back yard. Amelia dog helped pick too... she LOVES blackberries. I have NEVER seen another dog do that. I kept shooing her away and then I'd see her farther up the bed eating more. I'm going to trim some lower limbs on trees and bushes in that corner so that I can get farther into the flower bed to pick more. I should have enough for a pie or cobbler for tomorrow's dinner; provided Amelia doesn't get to the berries first.