We went blueberry picking with my mom. They were the best blueberries I have ever had. It was like picking off candy from a tree. The were organic and you could eat them directly from the pail- they even discouraged washing them {but I don't know about that}.
At first, we couldn't find many--we were looking at all the people around us with pails and pails of blueberries. I thought maybe they were all picked over. But, a sweet little white-haired lady told us to go {deep} into the bush. As we went deep, the blueberries were plentiful...it was amazing!
My mom made blueberry pancakes the next day.
When I went to my friend's house, the next day she had picked, too. She shared her amazing blueberry pie...oh, yum!
