Sometimes this real life business is pretty sweet. I just took the girls out to an organic pick-your-own blueberry farm way outside of town. Like an idiot, I forgot to bring my camera which was a real shame. It was so peaceful and all the mamas and kids--and it seemed to be only mamas with their kids out there--were so happy and relaxed. The blueberries were abundant, a bumper crop according to the cheerful women running the stand. Sister asked how much their bushes usually produced each year and they told us it was somewhere between 6,000 and 10,000 pounds of blueberries.
Can you imagine?!
I swear, I want to retire to a pick-your-own blueberry farm now and have that be the way we make our living. I walked away with the sense that the world is fruitful and abundant, that all it takes to be your real self is to live that close to things that grow. Happy children running around exclaiming over every little amazing everyday thing--a dragonfly wing, a bird's nest, all those berries, an ancient apple tree--doesn't hurt either.
7 comments:
Can you bottle your content and send it my way? We a little short over here.... Enjoy the blueberries!
That's content: as in contentedness. Although the content is good too! ;)
um...muffins? pancakes? jelly? ice cream? what are you making with those wonderful berries, cuz Iknow you're making something!!!!
isn't it nice when happy simple things bash you over the head and remind you life is good? i pick one (usually flying a kite) and repeat it like a mantra whilst stuck in traffic/doing the dishes/filling the anitfreeze on the side of the freeway.
The blueberries look sooooo good. Oooh blueberry pancakes. What wonderful treat did you make?
Wish I could bottle my all too infrequent contentedness, MM! Not sure I'd have enough to spare, though...
I made a FANTASTIC blueberry lemon tart out of Chez Panisse Fruit--pate brisee crust, lemon curd filling, and this saucy, goopy blueberry stuff poured over top and allowed to cool and kinda meld together. SO yummy! We may go picking again with my husband this weekend, just 'cause it was that lovely. Only if it'll be less than 95 degrees, though....
Oh yummy! I love fresh blueberries, but have never found anywhere to pick them!
What a great day you all had.
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