A Blueberry Achieved

glen haven farm-- What happens to a blueberry deferred? Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? No... that's a grape deferred. Actually, it's neither and I shouldn't be tossing around Langston Hughes' poem so lightly.

Read the poem "A Dream Deferred" by Langston Hughes here:

http://www.cswnet.com/~menamc/langston.htm

Now, back to our story.

We didn't tell you this, after the beer-laden blueberry deferrment of a week or two ago, our neighbors showed us the way to Glen Haven Farms and its abundance of blueberries. We picked 16.5 pounds that day-- not bad! Tons of ripe blueberries made easy picking, yet for some reason, I was fascinated by what unripe berries look like and so only took pictures of them:





Working on the maxim that it's gonna take a lot of blueberries to cushion the blow of winter, we went back for more Sunday-- 17.5 pounds more to be exact, which brings our grand total to 34 pounds.

God, I hope it's enough.