Blueberries

We did our traditional blueberry picking today, only Connor was not with us this year; he went to Ohio with Bob. Every year I hold my breath that everyone will still want to go-blueberry picking and pumpkin picking on Columbus Day-it's our tradition.

Brendan, the big tough 16 year old, was so proud he had picked a whole quart of blueberries, which he won't eat plain, but will put into pancakes (and he will cook them himself too.) I guess he hasn't out grown blueberry picking.

Then there's 12 year old Katie, the beauty queen who is so obsessed with style, etc, anymore, and yet she couldn't wait to go pick blueberries because she loves them plain. She didn't have a whole quart full, but she picked the biggest and best blueberries in the field. They were almost all gone by the time we got home. She has not out grown blueberry picking either

Being four, everything is an adventure, so Keera was so excited to go. She even wanted to pick the big green apple, which was actually the green ball that collects bugs. She had to fill her quart to the top, including "the last corner". She has quite a few years to go before she out grows blueberry picking.

There's something so peaceful about standing in a field of blueberry bushes, looking for the most perfect berries to buy....and thinking about the things you can make with them when you get home....blueberry muffins, blueberry pancakes, blueberry pie.....

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