Blueberry Time

My son mentioned yesterday that the smell of fresh, ripe fruit reminds him that it’s almost time to go back to school. That made me laugh!

Cindy spent some time on the farm last week and we picked blueberries — 17 lbs, in fact.

Plump little beauties.
We love Blueberry Hill!

The rest of this week and next is reserved for packing my son up and getting him off to college. I’ll be the mom with the blue-stained fingers quietly sobbing in the basement.

6 thoughts on “Blueberry Time

  1. Linda Scharf says:

    Aww, hard to believe that Wes is off to college! It seemed like just yesterday that we met at Bonas. You raised a fine young man, Sandy. Bitter sweet to watch this next chapter unfold. 💕

  2. sandradny says:

    So just to clarify, the photo captioned “plump little beauties” refers to the berries, not the pickers! LOL!!!

  3. rl2b2017 says:

    Hi Sandy! HAHAHAHAHA! I never had a doubt that you were referring to the berries. They look delicious. {{Hugs}} for you. You may find that you just may enjoy your son going off to college. It will be different, no doubt, but may you can have a little ‘focus on me time’ for one semester. Then he’ll be home for the holidays! ~smile~ Roseanne

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