I Found my Thrill on Blueberry Hill

August 28, 2007 at 8:57 pm | Posted in Personal | 1 Comment

On Sunday, Cottontail and I went to Cypress Mountain to pick blueberries. They made our tongues purple.

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  1. Wild blueberries – yum! I used to pick those for blueberry pies and sauces when my family camped in Northern Ontario. It usually went like this: one in the bucket, one in the mouth, one in the back, one in the mouth.


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