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.