The Blueberry Patch

On a very hot and humid Sunday morning we decided to go pick blueberries. It was fun for about 15 minutes until we started to get eaten alive by mosquitoes and drowning in our own sweat. I know the pictures make it look amazing like we are having a blast...but let me be real honest. It was late July in the south. Humidity ruled the day. We only lasted for about 30 minutes in this blueberry patch before it was time to hit the road and cool off. Honesty is the only way to properly portray these pictures! Why must blueberries always bloom in the dead of summer? Wouldn't it be perfection if you could pick them in the fall. A girl can dream.


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