Saturday we drove up to the Amish vegetable market.  I wanted strawberries but they were all gone.  Most of the vegetables aren’t ready yet but they did have beets and I got a half bushel, which is 30 pounds once the tails and stems are trimmed. 

This box made 14 quarts of pickled beets.  Aren’t they pretty?

Saturday evening a friend called and asked me to pick blueberries with her on Sunday morning.  Even though it was my birthday, I figured since we had no plans, I’d go.  Then she said “I’ll be there at 6:45.”  And I said “a.m. or p.m.?”  Yep, you guessed it . . a.m.  Then Vince said he’d go too.  Such a good helper!

(If you look carefully, you’ll see he’s eating the blueberries!)

The blueberries were gorgeous and they were pretty tasty right off the vine.

We picked 18 pounds . . that’s a lot of blueberries though my friend had picked 25 pounds by herself on Saturday and picked more on Sunday.

From the blueberry patch, Vince and I drove to the other side of town and picked strawberries.  Those rascals are not easy to pick . . so low to the ground.

It’s getting late to get strawberries and we were lucky to get 12 pounds of those.

I made 12 half pints of blueberry jam and the rest of the blueberries, along with the strawberries were frozen for pies or smoothies.  That’s how I spent my birthday!