Monday, May 04, 2020


The indigo treasure hunt begins.
Last week, Jilda and I both
plucked ripe berries as big as our thumbs from our bushes.
They were harbingers.
Today, Jilda picked a handful, the birds picked more.
In the next few weeks, we'll pick gallons.
Some we'll eat. Some well preserve. Some we'll share.
Mother Nature has many gifts,
but few are sweeter than blueberries. 


  1. Already? Your season starts much earlier than ours.

  2. I thought they came in little baskets.

  3. Yum. I will admit to a smidge of jealousy.

  4. OK, we are cracking up at Joeh's comment. We just finished breakfast where sherry ate about a half cup of 'frozen' ones in her cereal. I had a cut up apple in mine. She loves bluberries. It is hard to believe you are already picking them. They look good, for sure.
    Sherry & jack

  5. those blueberries look heavenly. So nice to have your very own fresh ones. They are good and good for you too

  6. Yum, I love blueberries. We could pick every kind of berry when we lived in Oregon, but at the blueberry farms they wouldn't allow people to go pick. But you could choose big and plump or smaller and tart. We always chose a mix of the two.....blueberry pie :-)

  7. Nick eats blueberries in his oatmeal every morning. I like blueberry flavor but not a fan of fresh blueberries.


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