Did you know that July is blueberry month? Not that I need a reason to eat me some blueberries, mind you. Love them. You know what else I love? After four long years, our blueberry bush is finally producing multiple rounds of the sweet fruit. Look at them go! Of course, they’re so wee, you can eat a handful without knowing it, but still–so exciting!
Now, I know what you’re thinking: Isn’t that level of excitement over home-grown produce a sure sign of old age? More than likely. There’s more. Last night I whipped up a bowl of blueberries, topped with light sour cream, brown sugar and cinnamon, only to discover I prefer them al natural.
Oh well. At least I have one thing going for me; they say blueberries help keep you young. From the look of those lines on my hand, I need all the help I can get.