Elmwood has some wonderful old growth wild blueberry bushes along the water's edge. We discovered a whole new hidden section of them this year that we had never picked from before. Hours were spent at sunset picking with my sister and we stayed out until our bowls and baskets were too heavy to carry.
Micha and I debated about the technique bears must use to eat blueberries and we laughed at the absolute perfection of evening. The sun was filtering through the trees and the lake was still and we were picking blueberries together. It was really nice to spend time with her again.
i love blueberries...
ReplyDeletePicking wild blueberries in New Hampshire = heaven!
ReplyDeleteWas there a pie resulting, blue tongues wagging afterwards?
ReplyDeleteOh Matthew, you know me so well.
ReplyDeleteReminds me of our trip to Bar Harbor, Maine with my mom some years back. We walked around eating wild blueberries all over the place, then went to the local ice cream shop in the evening to eat fresh blueberry ice cream, and with dinner each evening I'd have a blueberry Lompoc beer.
ReplyDeleteCan't ever get too many blueberries, I always say!
We planted two blueberry saplings this spring and they both died. I keep telling myself that they're just resting, but I'm not fooling anyone.
ReplyDeleteAnyway, those berries (and bushes) look awesome.
sounds like bliss
ReplyDeleteMoments like this are precious.
ReplyDeletemy fingers and shoes are still blueberry stained from picking last week in my teeny tiny town in new york. loving your photos!
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That's so cool! My wife and I just got back from VT where we picked blue berries for the first time. I grew up with black berries in the back yard and compared to that I'd say blue berry picking is an art more than a science.
ReplyDeleteBut with the hard work of taste testing ;) we got through it.
Any tips for next time?
One time when I was younger, I was picking blueberries at my dad's place and was in bed for a week following with a nasty combo of poison ivy and chigger bites. But your experience sounds much more romantic.
ReplyDeleteit sounds just great! this year i wasn´t able to spend a very long time with my sisters during summer but we did a bit of berry picking too and it was the best! i so miss them...
ReplyDeletesounds so fun! and i love blueberries ~ yum
ReplyDeleteJust incredible close up photos...mouth watering good..
ReplyDeletewell im glad you had a good day and great pictures hope they tasted good
ReplyDeleteIs there anything better than picking blueberries? Aside from eating them immediately after, I mean?
ReplyDeleteTell me there were pie, cobbler, pancakes, and muffins after!
Mmmmm ... Now I'm craving blueberry cobbler.
ReplyDeleteI have an exquisite and easy recipe with blueberries... Yummy !
ReplyDeleteLooks yummy. Love your pictures!
ReplyDeleteI picked blueberries with my sisters the day before moving to India, and this post makes me miss SISTERS and hanker for BLUEBERRY LEMON-ZEST CORNMEAL SCONES like whoa.
ReplyDeletePerhaps a wonderful old first edition of "Blueberries for Sal" should make its way onto the Christmas Present Possibilities List under the subject "Micha." Just sayin.
I just found your blog and I absolutely love everything about it!! The photos .. oh my! Beautiful!
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