Eat your blueberries! The fabulous season of my local u-pick blueberry farm (Walnut Springs), has ended. But blueberries inspire a touch of greed in my otherwise honest heart. With a hungry friend by my side, we journeyed after-season to the blueberry u-pick of all u-picks one last time in search of powerful anti-oxidants.
Farmer Johnson greeted us with pruners and a couple of working minutes to spare from his raspberries. “Sure, go on ahead. Just park behind the trees so we don’t get an after-hours crowd.” Really???? We spent the next several hours hunched, standing, kneeling, squating, whatever it took to maximize our moments under the bird-preventative netting to harvest the little blue balls.
I look at this farm with puzzlement; few people have been present picking during my previous sojourns. With bushes laden, and good prices ($5/bucket during the last, most abundant week), I do not understand why these bushes are not experiencing massive massaging. Within four visits, I have brought home and frozen enough to last me through winter. The birds are guaranteed an enormous feast regardless. Could it be the masses have forgotten the burst of off-the-bush blueberries?
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