If June is the month of strawberries, July is the period for blueberries. Somehow I had the forsight to plant three bushes of blueberries about five years ago and then planted two more bushes last summer. I think maybe I should have planted at least another ten this year. These tiny little packets of anti-oxidant bliss are nothing like the ones that you buy in a store.....sorry, but true. Sure the ones from the store are round and blue, but they are berries formerly known as blueberries by the time they hit the shelves. Right off the bush is the only way to eat them. Some are small and tart and others are as big as a dime and juicy. "Tart and sweet all at the same time" is the way that my daughter aptly desribes them. They take a simple bowl of cereal to whole new heights. This time of year, the writing definitely slows down, but it is only because I am outside on hands and knees around the blueberry bushes getting every last one.
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