I really wish I had been on this trip. The girls went to a nearby blueberry farm and handpicked a bucket or two of blueberries - some as large as a small plum. And they were the sweetest, candiest little things you have ever tasted. Schuyler's Dad decided to unload a huge chunk of them in some blueberry pancakes for the kids and game adults. Incidentally, my french dictionary doesn't have the word for blueberries. 'Bluebell', yes. But not 'blueberry'. Odd.
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