"The blueberries are ripe," my friend Gerit said over the phone yesterday. "Let's pack containers and go gathering tomorrow. Meet me at 9:30 so we can go before it gets too hot."
We've been having the hottest days of the summer this past week, and the thought of trudging up the steep hills to get to where there's a rocky ledge covered in wild blueberry plants sounded like alot of work and sweat; but hey, the reward would be sweet, right?
Well, what you see in my hand above is about half of what we found. Apparantly someone got there before us! We did find a few mushrooms, but I am too sissy to eat them, so Gerit went home with the most loot. At least I got a good work out; kind of like hot yoga, but without the stretching.