Saturday I had the delight of meeting up with an old friend for a quick breakfast and three hours of blueberry picking. I love that these blueberry fields are off the beaten path and that the honor system can still be found here with an attention getting yellow lock box the only technology I needed to interact with.
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| Honor Box |
The blueberries were found in a meadow surrounded by woods and they grew on these tall tree-like bushes.
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| Entering the meadow, the blueberries are off to the left |
The bushes were heavy with berries of each life stage from tiny green buds to medium cranberry like berries and all the way up to button sized berries full of sweetness and smiles.
I actually picked more berries than I ate (2 gallons) but made up for that later when I got home and went about cleaning and drying them. The berries are the most beautiful shade of blue-purple-black depending on the light and remind me of what I imagine octopus ink would look like.
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| Just-washed blueberries |
I wish I was sitting on that bench and eating fresh blueberries with you!
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