Somewhat of a misfit who knits... sharing her knits and other bits.
August 31, 2008
Blueberry Lake Last weekend Jon and I went to Blueberry Lake to pick wild blueberries. It was a gorgeous Saturday morning (which we seem to have had too few of this summer).
It was my very first time picking blueberries (or anything for that matter). Now I can appreciate why they cost about $3.99/pint in the store. Jon was a picking pro, and if it wasn't for his excellent clothing recommendation I probably would have been miserable. I returned home with several scratches and mosquito bites, but no sunburn. Two out of three isn't bad.
He also picks a lot faster than I do which is how we managed to gather 4 quarts in a mere hour and a half.
I was going to preserve jars of jam with our blueberry booty, but instead decided to freeze the majority and bake some Blueberry Oatmeal Muffins.
"Melissa Girl" - meaning a certain type of friendly-cool /retro-funky woman who usually has impeccably plucked eyebrows and a vintage bicycle and/or handbag. As in, "Greta played in the field today with Betty- you know, the spotted dog with the Melissa Girl mom."
(Thanks Eva!)