Monday, July 22, 2019

Blueberry Picking is My Jam

    I wish puns were a more respected form of humor in this country.  I'd quite possibly be the funniest woman ever if they were.  As it is my puns typically elicit a few smiles, more than a few smirks, and a heaping helping of eye rolls.  Oh, well, I like them and they make for good blog post titles.  
    It never fails to amaze me how brief is the beauty of each passing season.  The beauty of these quiet blueberry fields is almost at an end for the summer and I feel like we've only just begun.  I understand and admire how the brevity creates a deep appreciation for all these things, I only wish, like most people I suppose, that I had more opportunities to stop and savor these times while they last.

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