Day 1 in Oregon: walking along the ditch to the blackberry patch, conveniently hidden behind some brush. No one else seems to have discovered it... and luckily the first wave was ripe.
Then some reading on the porch. Caught up with Mum in the garden, picked more produce (green beans!):
After dinner, Mom and I watched a bit of the RNC... which I was having trouble distinguishing from the Daily Show. Service, POW, lower taxes (for the top 1%), POW, rinse, repeat.
And I made blackberry cobbler. Completing the life cycle of the blackberry.