These wild blueberry bushes don’t seem as widespread as they used to be. We ran by a big patch a few weeks ago and spied the flowers.
Hickory thinks it’s time for another trip across the golf course to check, but I say we’ve got a few weeks to go until the berries are ripe. Ms. Flora agrees, but we can’t seem to quiet him. Guess you know what I’ll be doing today. *chitters*