I was off work today, so Andrea and I went berry picking. Around these parts, it’s too late for summer blueberry picking, and early for fall blueberry or blackberry. Just so you know. Cause we didn’t.
Should all be dark blue, but my God they sure are pretty as they ripen!
Let’s go find the blackberry patches! (Bucket, empty):
Thick humidity makes that walk seem really long…
Okay, these were supposed to be black:
We ate a bunch anyway. SOW-ER! But, GOR-GEOUS!
This farm appears to have a gallows for hanging?:
There goes the Blueberry Train:
(Is the kid in black hat watching an in-flight movie?)
It’s not even blueberry stick-candy season:
Mr. Muffin was sorry we only ended up with five berries in our bucket.
Aww, it’s okay. We just bought some from the gift shop, came home and had THIS:
Then went swimming. Fantastic summer day.