Last night I was putting things away in my new home office when I looked out the window into the side yard and caught a glimpse of what looked like blueberry bushes. Okay they are more like trees but that besides the point.
I did a double take and then practically knocked over my own children to run outside and confirm that blueberries were in fact growing in my yard. Score.
There were hundreds and hundreds of them just hanging there ready to be picked. At first I didn’t think they were ripe because blueberries at the store are so mushy and damaged looking but these were perfect. Tasting them did confirm they were in fact ripe and ready for picking.
I know many of you who live where blueberries thrive are thinking, what’s the big deal? Well I have never lived where growing blueberries was a possibility. Thrilled hardly describes the fun I had with the kids last night picking blueberries on the side yard. Pure joy. Even my picky eater tried one. He didn’t like them but at least he tried. It was a big step for him.
I’m also surprised the deer who pass through my yard from the golf course to eat the neighbor’s beautiful flowers don’t eat these. Are deer not blueberry lovers?
We filled up our ice cream bowls and dessert was served. I had never seen blueberries as large as the ones we picked last night and they were sweeter than anything I could buy at the store.
For breakfast we are having this…Lemon Ricotta Pancakes with Blueberry Sauce.
But there are so many berries I can’t decide what else to make.
I could do Blueberry Crumblies….
I can’t decide but we have a serious lack of sweets over here.
Any great ideas or suggestions? I don’t want to freeze them, I want to make something.
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