Blueberry.

This morning was a beautiful oh-so-glad-to-be-alive sort of morning. It felt like a ND summer. Sunny but cool with a perfect breeze. That doesn't happen too often here in June. On the suggestion of a friend, we skipped our weekly story time for some blueberry pickin'!

Now those of you that have never had a blueberry not from the supermarket... you have no idea what blueberries taste like. I honestly didn't think I really liked blueberries until a friend gave me a bag of them she had picked. I ate the whole bag. They taste so, so much better than anything I had ever had.

Eli is sampling our bounty (which isn't even all of it). I picked over six pounds of blueberries... and at $1.25/pound, only $7.30 worth. That doesn't even count all the ones we ate as we picked. Don't worry, they don't spray bad stuff on them so they are edible right off the bush. So, so good and way cheaper than buying that tiny little half-pint for $4.

And yes, Eli has a scratch/owie/booboo on his face. From his mama. I was about to pick him up, he looked, my thumb nail gouged his face... not pretty. Glad he still loves me.

Now on to finding a place to pick a peach off a tree... which I really want to do in my lifetime. And living in the state that produces more peaches than Georgia, well,  there is no better time than the present. Except I have to find some place that will actually let me come pick a peach legitimately, not just sell me one at their stand.

-Heather