Blueberries

When the rain moved out this evening and the sun peeked through the clouds, we walked outside to have a look at our garden.
The dogs were ecstatic and almost tore the deck down getting to the yard. We opened the gate and they launched down towards the barn as if they were race horses. Jilda and I walked over to inspect the garden. Everything is doing OK, but the tomatoes, peppers, squash and beans really need sustained sunlight.
When we walked over to the blueberries, we found the first ripe berries that we've had in years.
We had a few small plants several years ago that we had planted incorrectly. As a result, they never did that well although we would get a few ripe berries each year.
We regrouped two years ago in the spring and bought several bushes. This time we did our homework and placed them where they would get the right amount of sun. We added a bunch more last spring.
And today when we looked they bushes were hanging full. We both found a nice juicy berry and popped it into our mouths. Yum! It was all I could do to keep from picking the "almost ripe" ones too.
This evening Jilda whipped up a batch of chopped cantaloupe, pineapple, apple, and our fresh blueberries. Now this is what living is all about.