I thought I might sew today, but I made a blueberry pie instead. When I was a kid, my grandmother had lots of blueberry bushes, several different varieties, so the yields were staggered and she got berries from June all the way through July and into August. When I stayed with her in the summer, I picked them every morning and then made some pies after lunch. We ate one for supper and usually gave the extras to visitors or neighbors.
I keep hoping to live somewhere with enough space for a few blueberry bushes. I planted several at the house I lived in two moves ago, but I went by there recently and they had all been mown down. . .
Here's my swimmer at our last swim meet of the season. . .
I'm so proud of her, she is blessed with my family's lack of athletic ability, but she still tries really hard and likes being part of a team.
I will be out of town next week, so I'll be back to regular posting in July.