While visiting Michigan, my mom, Christian and I visited the blueberry patch for some end-of-season picking. Christian loves blueberries, so he ate whatever he picked, and what he could from what we picked. Picking your own berries is a sweet reminder of "the old days" (not that I know much about them)...
Now to freeze them and pull them out when the weather gets dim.
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So fun! I love blueberries and it's fun to pick them too. Where my mom and I go, they give you a lanyard to wear around your neck (the bucket hangs from it) so you can pick using both hands. Were Christian's fingers blue? :)
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