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Ahhhhh, there are so many things I love about Michigan, and BLUEBERRIES is one of them!

I love blueberry season around here! It might be that there are some really terrific farms close by (versus strawberry farms which seem highly commercialized and hard to find).  Dexter Blueberry Farm is basically blueberry heaven.


I stayed on top of the season this year and was anticipating opening day.  We ended up going four (or was that five) times, each time picking between 12 and 18 pounds of berries.  No matter the poundage, we always came home with three pails--one was to keep in the fridge for a snack for the babies or to add to oatmeal, one was for immediate baking, and one was for freezing.  Seriously, it became a production line when we would get home, rinsing the berries and getting them where they needed to be.  In the end, it felt like we had SO MANY BERRIES, but as I have been going out to the freezer and pulling out yet another bag, I wonder why we didn't go back five more times!

This year, with COVID, we were told to bring our own containers, or buy a pail for a dollar.  I think in the end, we had five pails because of forgetting the previous ones we had bought at home!

There's one goal that we kept in mind:  we want a blueberry pie at Thanksgiving, and a blueberry cake at Christmas.  I could buy blueberries in the store, but they can't hold a candle to the size and taste of the ones in the freezer!


The babies.  The first visit, we didn't give Baby a pail since we had to buy them, and she begged us for one the next time.   When we gave her one, she just carried it....and ate the blueberries off the bush.

The first visit was super fun, but by the third visit, it was just plain work.  It really became a matter of finding the heaviest bushes so that we could get the most berries for the least amount of work.  And heavens, the humidity.  It was so dang hot.

Brother would grab a berry or two, and then collect sticks.  And then go back for more berries.

I made cobbler several times with a couple of different recipes.  Good old Betty Crocker came through with the one we found the tastiest.

In honor of Glo, I made a CASRM pie.  There weren't even seconds to go around.

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