Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Purple lips

Yes, that's what happens when the blueberries come into season up here. You see folks young and old heading (carefully, mind you - we share with the bears) up into the hills and into their backyards to harvest these plump balls of summer's sweetness.
I recently ran into our neighbors and thier young one, Dylan (16 months). His hands were filthy, and twigs where stuck between his fingers. His face was plastered with a thin bluish paste and a grin spread ear to ear. His dad, Jarrod, held up a large yogurt container packed with berries. It was clear they'd been in the woods.
Yesterday, Elias, Bali and I went too. We hiked, took in the sun and took pictures. My hands were too full to pick. But don't they look delicious?

Oh, and for those of you that don't know - it's been raining and raining and raining. We had a record month of rainfall in July. (I thought global warming would make Alaska warmer!) Needless to say this made the trails really muddy. Ah well...that's what knee-high rubber boots are for!

1 comment:

lynneajean said...

pretty picture! glad you got out for a bit... miss you