Picking Blueberries and Thinking About Life
Sometimes when I’m picking blueberries I turn the radio up and open up the car doors and rock out but sometimes I just enjoy the silence. It’s good thinking time.
I like the sounds of nature. I have to admit though that birds are not my friends when it comes to our blueberries. They love to eat our berries. There is also a female turkey that has a nest under one of the bushes.
Momma turkey doesn’t like it if I get close so I give her plenty of space.
Blueberries are ripe in June in Kentucky and it’s always so humid and hot. Picking by myself in a big field on a hot day is not my favorite thing to do.
When our grandchildren are running through the fields squealing we don’t need scarecrows, but since they can’t be out there for very long at a time my husband made his own scarecrows. PVC pipe, streamers and an Angry Bird balloon. He has these all in our field and they look amazing when the wind blows the bright streamers.
They work over a limited area….I wish they worked over the whole field!
I think about my family and how much I love them and how good blueberries are for them and for everyone! It makes me happy and proud that we grow one of the top ten super foods and that it’s a cancer fighter because I HATE cancer!
I tie the bucket to my waist with some of my husband’s old ties. That way I can pick with both hands and it goes so much faster. I can pick about two buckets full an hour if I concentrate. Lately I’ve been getting really thirsty and I have a fondness for strawberry-banana smoothies from McDonalds. I wish they had blueberry smoothies! I found a blueberry smoothie recipe on Pinterest by The Pioneer Woman that I’m going to make myself. Recipe at the end of this post!
I think about my grandmother and my great-grandmother and how when they were young they all worked on this farm alongside their husbands. Back then they grew tobacco, milked cows and raised hogs. They also grew huge gardens and canned tons of vegetables. All that was in addition to cooking on a wood stove, raising children and feeding the farm hands at lunch time. Makes me tired just thinking about it.
Too Much Information
I also think about how we are bombarded with news and information 24/7 and I believe that it’s a good idea to get away from it for awhile. I think everyone should have to come pick blueberries with me and just listen to the birds and the turkeys for awhile. Now I know some of you live far away so if you can’t make it, I’ll understand.
But I sure could use your help filling up my bucket! This is just the back field. I still have the front field to go! It’s about 11 acres of bushes. Believe it or not it’s hard to find help. So if you are anywhere close to Kentucky please do stop by, bring me a smoothie and help me pick!
This recipe is by Ree Drummond, The Pioneer Woman.
- 1 cup Plain, Unflavored Yogurt
- 1 cup Fruit (your Choice – Blueberries, Peaches, Pineapple, Etc)
- 1/4 cup Milk
- 1 dash Honey
Place yogurt, fruit, milk, a handful of ice and honey to taste all into a blender. Blend until smooth. Taste it for sweetness and add more honey if needed.
Pour, drink and enjoy!
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