is surprisingly ineffectual. He certainly did enjoy himself some blueberries though. Desmond stopped at each bush, ate berries, and murmured a little satisfied, "mmn," before moving on to the next plant. When we got home I made a pie. Desmond has continued to do his part in the eating. And I'm bringing some to a friend, but we're still gonna have some blueberries to contend with. What's your favorite way to eat them?
