Hello, my name is Violet Beauregard
I can't stop eating berries. They're everywhere. I've been waiting for this time of the year since before we left Tucson and now that it's here, I am literally making myself sick from all the berries. I take a pint to work with me for lunch (blueberries and raspberries mixed). then I eat some with milk when I get home. Then if we eat a bowl of ice cream later that night, more berries.
This summer, we've PICKED a total of 60 lbs of berries in the past 6 weeks (20 lbs of strawberries with T&P + 5 lbs of blueberries + 15 lbs of raspberries on my birthday and then the saturday after + another 15 and 5 lbs of each blueberries and raspberries (respectively) with Lent.... bringing the total to 20 lbs of strawberries, 20 lbs of blueberries, 20 lbs of raspberries. This is not counting the 2 flats of jamming strawberries I bought (prepicked for $5/each) nor the two pounds of hood river bing & van cherries I got for our trip to Washington with Lent. Nor does this include the blackberries, boysenberries and marionberries that are just now coming in to season.
I think I am addicted.
I've made 6 batches of jam so far (strawberry, strawberry rhubarb, raspberry, spicy raspberry, blueberry and another strawberry). Some batches are already gone (first batch of strawberry, the s-rhubarb & spicy raspberry). I have five gallon size freezer bags filled with frozen berries.
So given all this, why do I still want to drive 45 minutes to the 13th annual Hood River Cherry Days for their u-pick celebration tomorrow? Yep, I know Ken has a softball game at 8 am & 3:30pm.... that's why I'm going in between.
I have problems.
3 Comments:
My apologies but . . .
Does the consumption of all these berries not have some deleterious effects on your (ahem) digestive system?
I haven't checked too closely, but I'm sure if I went to a field and dug a hole, an entire berry plantation would surely spring up.
Oooh, compost!
There will be no composting of feces in our yard!!!!!
I HATH SPOKEN.
Thank you.
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