It is finally that time of year...blueberry season! Since we eat so many blueberries throughout the year, I decided to take the kids today to pick our own at a local farm. With Cade packed into the backpack, and Alex and I with buckets in hand, we headed for the fields!Alex and Cade both ate their weight in berries- another fun aspect of picking your own. We managed to pick 10 pounds in a little over an hour. The best part was that they only cost $1.50 per pound, verses the normal Chilean import price of $4.99 for 16 oz! Yes, something to be said about endless, tasty, fresh, locally grown gorgeous blueberries.
Tomorrow, when I am feeling spontaneous, I hope to work up enough energy to make some blueberry jam and some blueberry buckle coffee cake.
4 comments:
How fun! That really is one of the most amazing things about the Northwest. We'll be in town next week and I'm looking forward to the blackberries.
Gaile!
Okay - so how could you not think about our days picking a few berries together... when we slaved and slaved for a meager wages. :-) And when I read this post, I also thought about what Alex used to call blueberries... did she call them 'boobies'? I know she called strawberries, 'strawbabies'! Anyway - love those berries and the thought of you three picking them and eating them...
Ah, yes Heids, who can ever forget those blessed days in the berry fields...only to earn $75 bucks between us both!! Fond memories...:)
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