i so want to go and pick some blackberries from my MIL's front yard. she has this giant blackberry thicket that has loads of berries turning ripe as i sit here im my worsening cold state. i can almost taste my grandma's cobbler recipe with those berries. well, i would be able to imagine the taste it if it weren't for my sinuses being cramed full of god only knows what preventing every and any functions of my head from occurring. maybe its time for another dose of some kind of cold/flu/allergy/conjestion drug. carry on.