Berry pickin'

The weekend is just about here and we are off to Cranberry Cottage. I am hoping it will not be busy in our little dirt road so I can enjoy time in the garden stitching and reading. This is a pinkeep that I stitched about two years ago while we were at the cottage. It is the height of the tourist season but we hope our little hideaway is still peaceful. We will not be lazy in the garden the entire weekend. It is blueberry season and we hope to go pick some berries to enjoy in the coming week while having some to freeze for over the winter months. We like to go to the berry farm a couple of times each summer to get our fill of pickin'.

“You ought to have seen what I saw on my way
To the village, through Mortenson's pasture to-day:
Blueberries as big as the end of your thumb,
Real sky-blue, and heavy, and ready to drum
In the cavernous pail of the first one to come!
And all ripe together, not some of them green
And some of them ripe! You ought to have seen!"

~~ Robert Frost