Blueberry Picking

Saturday we decided to go Organic Blueberry picking. For those of you who have never seen a blueberry before its home became a plastic pint carton, here they are.



I had never seen a blueberry on a bush before until this trip. As you can see they are beautiful. I guess the trip from the blueberry farm, to the packaging plant, to the grocery store is a rough one. The blueberries we got look 100% better then the ones in the store, not surprisingly so.



This is Stinky. He had such a blast picking. He loves blueberries. One in the bucket, one in his mouth. I love how he turned his hat around so he could see.



Stinky keep telling me to take a picture. He would pick a blueberry and say "Mom, take a picture!" Then he would pick another one, "Mom, take my picture!"



Then another.



And another. At least this one Babe got to be in. Who, might I add, had a blast as well. We all had so much fun that we picked 8 1/2 pounds of these voluptuous purple beauties. Three pounds are going to family. The other 5 1/2 pounds will be baked, frozen or just eaten raw.