sunshine, blue skies, white clouds
birds chirping beyond the protective netting
within
bushes laden with berries
some green and just a promise
others reddish purple, tartly delicious
but not yet ready
the deep blue berries are the prize
that yields to our gentle touch
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an afternoon at the berry farm
with my daughter and my love
picking in companionable silence
thinking of jams and pies and eating out of hand
happiness is …
The blueberries look so delicious! There is nothing like the tast of local.
I absolutely agree, Christine. I’ll be freezing lots of these to enjoy throughout the winter, and I think it’ll be so much nicer knowing I picked them close to home rather than buying them from who knows where at the supermarket.
Picking blueberries on a sunny day is indeed a pleasure.
I found it an almost meditative experience … a sunny day, the sound of birds, the repetitive, pleasant act of picking … food for the soul (not to mention the berries I ate!)
Over here it’s the middle of winter. Seeing your blue skies gives me hope of spring. Helena
I’m glad I was able to create that spring feeling for you. I find that about halfway through the winter here, I publish a post with some photos from our summer time at the lake. It reminds me of what’s coming when winter draws to a close.
Blueberries go very nicely in a cheesecake!
Very nicely indeed. Now you’ve got my mind thinking about something rich and decadent!
Sounds like a great way to spend a Summer’s day. I predict blueberries will play a key role in your snacks and baked goods for months to come. 🙂
Believe it or not, that was the first time I picked blueberries, John. I think perhaps being made to pick black currants in my mother’s berry patch as a sulky pre-teen put me off the experience all these years. Now I can hardly wait to go back. I had another first on Sunday as well, which was making my first-ever jam (influenced in some part by your past posts about jam-making!). I now have 8 jars of blueberry jam and am itching to make more. But I have to say, my favourite way to eat blueberries is fresh, out of a really big bowl!
That is so much fun picking blueberries – and then you know they are really fresh!
Fresh indeed! I like to get a few slightly underripe ones in my bucket, because I love their tartness contrasting against the sweetness of the fully ripe berries. But all are so good!