My fellow blueberry hunter and I drove up Archangel road for you. We hiked back to the cabin where we began the search. It wasn't long before we found the deep purple treasures that we sot. We stood in the cooling air of evening tickling the branches of each bush. I stopped a couple of times just to stand and look at the amazing place I get to live. Breathing deeply of the cooling autumn air and the smells of Alaska. It was a good place to spend an evening.
Unfortunately we ran out of daylight before we ran out of berries. As we hiked back to the car I kept thinking of you. I kept thinking about how I would love to box you up a little care package filled with my purple treasures--including the sticks and leaves because it is more authentic and I don't like cleaning berries- and send it so that it arrives on your doorstep tomorrow morning. Then you can make blueberry pancakes or blueberries muffins or put them in your cereal or just eat them one at a time and think of the cool mountain air that has been calling you.
I picked these just for you...
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Ah shucks, that was awfully nice of you, but something must have happened to my package.... I never got it :). But I guess I will just enjoy the pictures and imagine the view.
Misty
I can't wait for them to arrive. I'm going to eat them first by the handful, and then on my cereal!
thanks, my friend.
Who knows? Maybe ALASKA IS the state I'm supposed to live in! At least for 1/2 the year!
gorgeous!
Yum yum yum. Blueberries are like candy. Unfortunately, I think my roomies stole the last of my blueberries out of the fridge, because when I got up this morning to make blueberry pancakes, they were GONE! So sad. Mine were not as ridiculously fresh as yours though!
The cool weather sounds lovely, as we are having a heat wave in San Diego.
CareBear, have you ever considered writing?? Your voice pops out in your typing and for a second I thought I was at Hatcher's again.. hmm.. I love you!
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