The last time I went blueberry picking was the summer of 2007, when Grace had a broken leg and 1-year-old Caleb ate a LOT of green berries. But since four years have passed, I figured it was time to give it another try.
I left the boys with our beloved Miss Wendy. (For those of you who don’t know her, she is an awesome kid-magnet, a beloved teacher of the 2- and 3-year-olds at church, and a very generous person with her time and resources.) My friend Sommer and her daughter Maddie, as well as a sweet friend from church named Ginny, all piled into our van with the girls and me, and we trekked to Coopersville, to Ven Roy Blueberries. Ginny has been picking there for 25 years and highly recommended it. The orchard itself was very clean and well-kept, the blueberries were great (especially considering that it’s the tail end of the season), and the price was GREAT ($1.35/lb).
See the bucket hanging from Sommer’s waist? If you’ve never picked blueberries, you may not know how this works. You just tie a string around your waist, and on the string is a clip. You clip your bucket on, and it hangs there, ready for you to fill. It’s very convenient and makes for faster picking!
Oh, did I mention that in the summer of 2007 I was about 6 months pregnant for Ava? You can imagine how silly I looked with a bucket hanging in front of my mondo-belly!