There are four very long rows of berries in this field. We always begin our first pickings on the lower limbs, but by the end of the season we will be toting along our ladders to reach those berries high on the top branches of the bushes..
Some are already in the freezer, many being kept in the refrigerator for eating, and six cups will go into this Rustic Blueberry Tart dessert I will serve tomorrow night when company comes for dinner.
*And, as many of you know John MacArthur went home to be with the Lord this week. I've enjoyed listening to all the tributes online given to this Faithful Servant of the Lord as I go about pickling and canning in my kitchen. Mrs. White wrote a beautiful post you may read on her blog.
So many posts, so little time...perhaps your "song" too? I have missed being here posting, reading and commenting on all your posts. Alas, there is a formulated plan to record the rewards of my lovely July. So stay tune if you would like...
4 comments:
That's amazing, so bountiful! We eat blueberries everyday. Sometimes fresh from the store, sometimes frozen. andrea
Those boots are adorable. Bet the blueberries were good!
I was reading something by John MacArthur the day before he died. I wondered if he was still with us. The next day I heard he had passed.
So good to see a post up from you. I understand about the busyness of this time of year. We are coming toward the end of our blueberries, but we've certainly enjoyed making jams, and eating freshly baked blueberry goodies and smoothies. Now, I'm off to check out that recipe for the blueberry tart. xx
There's nothing better than wild berries! What a bounty. I need some cute boots like that. 😉 Blessings my Friend. xo
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