Blueberry picking.

Believe it or not, I've never been. I grew up in Amish country, it was always much easier to buy their picked version.

Randomly, I packed the kids and for a little surprise.

 They squealed with delight.





 My Adrian picked about a quart.

 How serious Audra seemed. She picked for the whole hour, plus, while we were there.

But her loot at the end of the hour was the top picture posted below.  However, by the time we got to the checkout, all that was left in her bucket was what's pictured in the second bucket below.

 She proudly presented her bucket up to be weighted alongside ours. And she tells folks that she picked 'one blueberry'.  I think they should have weighted a before/after of her and charged us accordingly.

All in all, almost 13 pounds later, it was a marvelous day for the three of us. Blueberry pie is on our agenda today.


  1. What a fabulous way to spend the day! I can't blame Audra one lil' bit!

  2. Blueberry picking is the best, and easiest :) Love seeing that dress again *sigh* :)



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