Okay so really it was Blueberries for The Rogers', but the experience reminded me so much of the book "Blueberries for Sal" by Robert McCloskey, the part when the Mom feels tugging on her pail from behind when Sal (or the bear) is stealing berries from her bucket. For the most part Cora would pick her own berries to eat, but she didn't really understand the difference between the unripe green blueberries and ripe blue ones. After only about 1/2 hour of the five of us picking on just one bush we picked about 6 or 7 pounds of blueberries! Yummy! Blueberry buckle, blueberry jam, and just plain bowlfuls of blueberries for everyone!
Okay! Here are the pictures from the title of this blog, what I saw when I would look down to the tugging on my bucket!
We have to go back for more tomorrow.. there's just something about picking berries in the peace and quiet of the earlly morning.. even wth the kids!