In what is shaping up to become an annual event, the boys and I headed south today for our annual blueberry purchasing event. We passed fields upon fields of blueberry bushes so loaded with berries that they looked like they were covered with beautiful purple blooms. You will have to picture this using the wonderful gift of imagination because I forgot to bring my camera. Next year!
Eighteen flats of blueberries (plus some sheep feed) in a pickup bed looks like this:
I am already worried that I didn't buy quite enough.