It has been a wonderful season for blueberries. Every couple of days I pick a bowlful like this and John and I enjoy them with our nightly fruit salad.
I'm not sure whether this bounty is the result of Mother Nature, the fact that after several years growth my bush is bigger and more productive or, as I suspect, because the little people have to spend more time at kindergartens and schools, they have less time to visit me and, therefore, are not here to pick the berries before I can. I really miss their visits and would gladly sacrifice a few berries if they could continue.
Whatever the reason, we are really enjoying these little bursts of sweetness,
and there is the promise on the bush of many more to come.