Blueberry Day

D and I picked blueberries at a farm in Corbett where her daughter has a you-pick share, like a CSA (community supported agriculture) share for vegetables.
It was a perfect day at a perfectly lovely farm, with my perfectly lovely friend. Here she is out-picking me. The berries were huge, ripe, sweet, and practically jumped into the nifty buckets they provided. A small bucket tied with a rope around your waist, berries at waist height, blue sky, birds, happy children - well, you get the picture: just what you want from a summer day.