The word is out. The blueberries are ready to pick. Now we just have to find the secret blueberry patch! We heard from friends, who heard from friends, about a new blueberry patch, so we all went looking for it this morning. Here are the blueberry pickers, a scene repeated all over the backroads in the area.
Cue the mosquitoes, although they weren't too bad today. And no bears.
Here is an small area of the patch with the little purple bits of blueberry goodness:
And in the middle of the blueberries was this little patch of lichen that Leann called British Soldiers and John called Matchstick Lichen. John also found some wintergreen leaves and he picked some fronds from a fern that had a distinctive aroma.
And then we left the first patch to go home, but found another patch with even more berries. They aren't visible in this picture, but it was a mass of blueberries!
And here they are, ready for the freezer and future muffins and pies!
And then we helped John celebrate his July 22nd birthday at the Pizza Parlor in Iron River.
What a great day!
2 comments:
Åh, blåbär!! De är ju SÅ goda och nyttiga! Det finns inte i Grekland, tyvärr.
I love the picture of the blueberries on the bush.
They really POP!
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