
The Blueberries are here. Above: A blueberry in a spoon

A blueberry attempting to watch TV. Note: I hid the remote. TV is
not good for the blueberries.

This piano playing blueberry enjoys Mozart, Bach and any sharp notes.

The blueberry choir is quite good. They sing all my favorite hymns and manage to sound somewhat like the Chipmunks while they do it. Adorable.

This blueberry was the loner of the bunch. Always looking out the window trying to hitch a ride on a hummingbird.

The final resting place of the blueberries. My belly.