This morning I spent about an hour picking blueberries at a friend's farm. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, and the bees were buzzing about. The grass was still wet with dew and the property managers chickens were clucking in the hen house. I love going out first thing in the morning to pick fresh berries. They will soon be in the freezer for us to enjoy all winter long in muffins, cobblers and in our morning cereal.
If you get a chance....head to a local berry farm and pick your own supply of fresh berries. You will be glad you did this winter!
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