Blueberries

This morning, I drove my family (yes, I'm driving now, a little scary, but fun) to a farm that had u-pick blueberries. We went in the morning, because down south, if you are out in mid-day, you will most definitely start sweating the moment you walk outside. It was not as hot as we were thinking, but still hot. Once we got there, we got our baskets and went to the trees/bushes that we hoped were untouched. We ended up picking about 3 and a half gallons of blueberries in under an hour. So now, we have the baskets on our counter, waiting for someone to clean the berries, eat them and enjoy them. My mother has hopes of giving some to friends, and making jam with them.

AO