Anwyn and I (Kristi) had a fun outing on Friday. We went to a local farm to pick blueberries!
It was so nice to be away from the noisy city that I think I must still be a country girl at heart. With the bucket slung over my shoulder, I was reminded of berry picking days long past. When I was a little girl my Grandma Grant would tie a bucket around my waist so my cousins and I could pick raspberries from their garden. I love fruits and veggies fresh from the garden. Someday I'll grow my own!
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