Blueberries

In Mississippi, my family lived down the road from a muscadine farm. I loved going over and picking with my Nanny and Pawpaw. I remember going a lot with my Pawpaw. I would eat way more than I picked and always make myself sick, but someone I remember it fondly. Yesterday, I found out there is a blueberry farm down the road from our new home so I gathered up a couple of buckets and went to pickin'. It was so wonderful being out there alone and having the birds sing to me. I even picked more than I ate, surprisingly.

The "fruits" of my labor. Yum. Only cost me $5 and a few hours alone.

I made a banana and blueberry smoothie this morning. Perfect.