We went up north to Lost Branch Blueberry Farm to (you guessed it) pick blueberries a few weeks ago. They have delicious berries, and we really enjoy going. We were able to go once a few years ago, and I just recently finished the berries we had frozen from that trip. I was really glad that we were able to pick more!
We have great timing – we went up on what was predicted to be the hottest day of the year yet. And it was pretty hot. I picked until 6:30/7-ish, but most of our group had already stopped by that point. I ended up burning BOTH my arms and my neck (so I was a regular redneck, ha ha).
The heat really wasn’t all that bad. Once you had gone out there and gotten used to it, the heat didn’t bother you. Or at least, it didn’t bother me.
We drove up with some friends of ours, and picked that afternoon/evening (I can’t remember a date – although it was a Tuesday). That evening we had dinner with the P. family (sweet friends of ours), and then headed back to the lodge to
turn in stay up way-too-late talking. But it was fun.
The next morning, Meiling, Mom, and I went to pick some more while Noah and the friends we drove up with went swimming in the pond. It was a very nice pond, I would have gone swimming in it, too, except for two things:
1. I hadn’t brought a swimsuit, and I had no spare clothes to get dirty.
2. I was there to pick.
We left Wednesday afternoon, having picked 41 pounds of berries.
When we got back that evening, the grand processing took place. We started washing and freezing the berries, and deciding how many we were going to leave out for other purposes. We froze all but two colanders-full, which would be used for some canning (blueberry syrup) and a pie.
That night Mom wanted me to use up some apricots that I had been planning to use in a crisp, but were aging on the counter instead. I pulled up a recipe, and cut up the apricots, but I didn’t have enough for a whole batch. Mom added a few tired peaches, but we still didn’t have enough. I threw in a handful of blueberries and a few pitted cherries. Mom tried some that night and said it was really good. I can’t comment, because I made it gluten and grain-ful and didn’t eat any, but Noah liked it too, and I believe Drake did.
On this past Wednesday I canned four jars of what was supposed to be blueberry syrup, but I think it is really jam. I made a pie the same day, which used up one colander of berries. I am hoping to can some syrup that remains syrup with the remaining colander full.
Thanks for having us, Lost Branch Blueberry Farm! It was a blast!
Pom juice on manager’s special at Kroger – got to love it!
My berry bucket
Wednesday morning – in the blueberry patch
Walking back to the lodge – A harvested wheat feild
The fruit mixture of my crisp
Lots o’ berries
The crisp topping
Mom had gotten several pineapples on sale at the grocery store…
…so we dehydrated several
A blueberry rolled under the oven, and Lucy was trying to get at it. Poor Lucy.