The blueberries are in season in Central Florida. And you know what that means, don’t you? Blueberry pie, cobbler, syrup, pancakes … anything blueberry!
It’s still early in the season, so most of the berries aren’t ripe. You have to look very hard to find berries that are pick-able.
Erysse has an unfair advantage. Most of the good berries are on the underside of the blueberry bushes, within easy reach of little sister.
Picking blueberries is an olfactory experience. The blossoms smell like a spring bouquet.
Iden wanted to harvest the most berries. He’s thinking of hitting the blueberry picking season in Alaska this summer.
Wow, that’s a big berry.
The boys have just enough for a cobbler. They can’t wait for Mom do do her magic.
The blueberries are mixed into a thick sauce with a hint of Grandma and Grandpa’s maple syrup, then baked with a light pastry batter. The resulting blueberry cobbler is fantastic.