Blueberries

We picked again last Thursday, June 6.  I shared, and I have lots of frozen blueberries in our freezer.  Send me your favorite blueberry recipe!

What Gail, Sister Truman, and I picked :)

Delicious!

Sister Truman has a cousin, Gail, who lives in Santa Paula.  It has been great for both of them, because the Truman's are assigned to attend church in the Santa Paula Ward.  How cool is that?!  Gail grows yummy stuff on her property and shares with her cousin, and then Sister Truman shares with us.  We have had the best tangerines, avocados, and blackberries!  Yum! 

Well, Gail's son works for a farmer who owns acres of blueberries in Santicoy (which borders Ventura).  This year, Santicoy had a very cool spring, and the blueberry crop was late.  The market had already been saturated.  It was going to cost more to harvest, pack, and ship the blueberries than the farmer could afford.  He could not have broke even. Thus, the berries will ripen and fall to the ground.  What a sad waste!  Have you purchased blueberries in the store or even a fruit stand lately?  They are like little drops of gold!

Last evening after we were done at the office, we met Gail who took us to the blueberry fields, and we picked for about an hour, sampling to our heart's content.  Luckily, they grow much differently than huckleberries, or my yield would have been like my brother, Dan's, when he went huckleberry picking - more in his stomach than in his bucket :)  The blueberries almost literally dropped into our bucket (and on the ground) at the slightest touch.  They are beautiful and delicious! And so good for you!  We savored and shared and froze and savored some more.  It appears to be true --  it's not what you know, but who you know :)

Thanks, Gail and Sister Truman, for inviting me along!

A view across one of the fields

Look at the size of some of those berries

We picked just the biggest ones

Sister Truman and her cousin Gail

 

 

(Photos, courtesy of Sister Truman.  Guess who forgot her camera!)