It's Blueberry Time

A trip to Michigan in late summer is not complete without picking blueberries at least twice! We would have even gone a third time if the weather cooperated.


Gemma, our little "fruit bat" was in hog heaven. For the first 20 minutes she just sat under a bush eating everything in sight.Eleanor preferred discussing the experience. Who can find the biggest berry? How is your bucket going? What would happen if the world were upside down?
The second time we went with Thom, Jonelle, and Shelly. We were quite selective as we didn't need as many. I do believe we picked the finest bucket of berries that ever were seen. But of course, the girls kept taste-testing for good measure.