When we arrived she was sitting on her front porch with Freida (the dog) stringing green beans.
"I grow blueberries, corn, squash, apples, eggplant, whatever I can, really." She led us out to the patch past the barn, past the orchard, past the corn rows, through the forest.
Hazel ate the ones the deer hadn't gotten to. The ones that hang low. Seth and Lucy filled up buckets. Avery had a front row seat on Craig chest. I snapped photos and enjoyed how the novelty captivated my children. Will it one day wear off? I hope never.
The day was warm and quiet and perfect. We left with 2 1/2 pounds (5 dollars worth). We made plans to return. We made plans for a pie. Those berries baked up well this evening: