Wild Blueberries

For whatever reason, I'm not quite sure

why, I began thinking "Wild Blueberries"

today. It began with happy thoughts

of my high school years.

It was during this time,

I had my first working position,

for which I received payment.

A fashionable thing,

summer work, amongst my girlfriends,

......a prideful thing to earn one's own money.

Living in the

country, mostly surrounded by farmland,

positions for employment

were few and far between, and

mostly farm related.

I learned one summer,
picking blueberries began very early morning.

For picking, one held

a back straining, bent over position.

It is best the berries are fully ripened before picking,

and it takes quite a while to pick enough

to fill a carton.

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Funny how a sweet memory, from so long ago,

popped into my present day thoughts.

As a result,

I've asked the Mister if he'd like

blueberry pancakes for breakfast, and

his response was positive, even offering

to go after the blueberries.

Thinking good tasty thoughts.....Dee Dee