Blueberry Hill

Today, we drove up to a lovely blueberry farm and picked 34.5 lbs. of blueberries. On the way, we saw these two horses in the field of clover. The farm is way up in the foothills of Mt. Hood quite near to Crown Point, only highter.
It was a perfect day for picking: much cooler and cloudy. 
Plus, I ran into the woman from my Bones class who has the white Volvo station-wagon that sort of got me started taking pictures of white Volvo wagons. She lives pretty close to me, but I wasn't sure just where, but I do now. 
Note: it isn't easy to recognize people wearing a mask.
See the nice berries!