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The Blueberries Taste Like Blueberries {Pick-Your-Own Blueberry Farm}

I forgot how good fresh blueberries taste…

A couple days ago the kids, Chad’s grandmother and uncle, and I made a trip to one of the pick-your-own blueberry farms located just a couple miles up from the homestead. I can’t believe I’ve lived here all my life and not once went to pick blueberries.

We drove up to the owners home, grabbed some gallon buckets and headed to the blueberry patch where we spent the next couple hours picking plump, ripe blueberries from the bushes. Even with the dry spell we’ve had these past couple of weeks the bushes were overflowing with berries, which I figure will be prime for a couple more weeks.

Tanner was the official “berry-toter”, and somehow his bucket was always full while the rest of us seemed to be making slow progress. Even Cora came along, sitting quietly in her stroller and observing as we picked. When it was all said and done, we picked about four gallons of berries. The berries seem to be disappearing out of the fridge very quickly, so I think we’ll make another trip at the end of the week to restock and hopefully get enough for freezing.

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