Saturday, June 16, 2012

Eight Pounds

Yesterday we had all things blueberry on the mind. The succulent berries are ripe here, so we set off for Eagletree Farms in Leesburg, VA for some berry picking. We went with several homeschooling friends, which was such a nice treat. The weather was beautiful when we arrived. Huge clouds peppered the sky, and the sun was shining. With a cool breeze the kiddos scattered throughout the rows swinging sand buckets as they went. They were determined to fill their buckets. Benton stayed closer to me, and we worked together picking both the top and bottom of bushes to fill his bucket. Eamon returned after a bit with an almost full bucket. Aine soon abandoned hers to run around with friends.

We kept picking until the bellies startled to rumble and the complaints of being warm and tired became too much. Retreating to the shade near a pond on the property we ate lunch. The kiddos played games, threw rocks into the pond and had a blast. I returned to pick a few more berries for another mom as the kiddos pulled each other in wagons up and down the rows while others ran around the property. No one wanted to leave, but leave we had to.

As I packed up our eight pounds of berries, stowed our lunch and buckets in the car and buckled Benton into his seat, Aine continued climbing and running around with a couple of the kids. I was startled from my work and chatting by her screams. She was running toward me. She had been stung by a bee. With much crying due to the pain, we said our goodbyes to our friends.

The drive home was long due to a bit of traffic. Benton fell asleep. Aine's lip began to feel better, but she continued to marvel at the fact that she had not been antagonizing the bee and it still stung her. We finished listening to The Incorrigible Children of Ashton Place: Book I: The Mysterious Howling and quickly moved on to the second in the series, The Incorrigible Children of Ashton Place: Book II: The Hidden Gallery. Everyone awake in the car really enjoys the story about the three incorrigibles. As we sat in traffic at one point, I noticed the flowers in the median. I grabbed my camera and took a photo. Such beauty to end a wonder filled day.

9 comments:

  1. Another fun family outing, even with the bee sting and traffic issues. I will look for those audio books you mentioned. I think my grandchildren would enjoy those. Thanks for sharing.

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  2. isn't that amazing, how many flowers and how much green. i remember when i would drive to work in maine and just almost kill myself because i would just be in wonder of all the different shades of green. so beautiful. :)

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    1. It really is. I marvel at the wildflowers that grow everywhere. Such beauty.

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  3. Eight pounds... oh my!! Looks like some muffins, syrup, smoothies, jam, pies, and fresh blueberries over oatmeal are in your future, for sure. Love the picture of the kids running free in the field. And those wildflowers are just gorgeous. It's amazing how much beauty there is in the world...so glad your eyes are so open to all of it and enjoying it. :) (Thanks for the book suggestions, too!)

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  4. oh---blueberry picking! our first time out, we picked and picked and were totally bowled over when we had the buckets weighed and discovered we had 28 lbs!!!!! (that of course, didn't count the pound or two we ate!)
    So sorry about the bee sting--so glad there was no allergic reaction!

    just love median flowers---our trip to the beach went through NC and they do an amazing job with roadside wildflowers, too!

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  5. I love blueberries what a great hoard. I planted a little bush a couple of years ago but haven't had very good results yet but everything is late this year.

    Oh what a shame about the bee sting on such a perfect day. I've only been stung by wasps and believe wasp stings to be much more painful but glad she's ok.

    Can't wait to hear what you do with all those berries...

    Have a fruitful week.
    Deb

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  6. Wow, these photographs are beautiful.

    Sorry to hear about the bee sting, though. Do you know what kind it was?

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    1. Truly, I am not certain it was a bee. Aine was a bit away from me, and came running my direction. I am relying on her assessment of the perpetrator!

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