Those Berries were Blue

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An early start to the blueberry picking on the farm, with some early varieties ready to pop. Taking advantage of a nice day we all headed off with dreams and chatter of blueberry pie, blueberry crumble, blueberry with yoghurt, but requests for blueberry jam making the biggest noise of all.

It wasn’t long before helping mummy by picking berries gave way to bug finding, cricket catching and playing hide and seek in the bushes. Making my way slowly up the rows of fruit, we found our own pace. A berry here, a few handfuls from the boys there, boo! from behind a bush, and after what seemed a good while our basket was full. Full of berry goodness, full of plans of what we would make with them, and full of an afternoon spent working and playing together.

And, as always, that’s the bit that tastes the best of all.

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7 thoughts on “Those Berries were Blue

  1. Hi! Do you mind sharing where is this farm? I know we are far (I stay in Glasgow) but I believe you are in North England? But going to a PYO farm for berries is a good excuse leave Scotland! 🙂

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  2. thank you anyway. I have tried in the past to find that’s why I was a bit excited when I saw this post:) Didn’t realized you had moved. O well, I guess I will have to stick to the strawberries and raspberries!

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