In the South, it is time to pick blueberries and blackberries. So we loaded up the bug spray, camera, lunch, a portable stool, and water then headed out to the most wonderful farm. On this small farm they grow peaches, apples, grapes, strawberries, blackberries and blueberries.
Standing in the blueberries, you can see the view of the goats and grapes.
Look at the gorgeous view. This is why I love East Tennessee. The views, the climate, the soil and the change of seasons.
We are going to pick this row of blueberry bushes clean, wish us luck.
Look at these gorgeous berries.
The bushes were full of berries.
We picked and picked and picked. My daughter was determined to pick every ripe berry, even those at the top of the bush.
Here is some of our bounty.
On the way to the blackberries, we stopped to visit the goats. They believed we had some goodies, so they came running.
And this little guy stayed close to us, hopeful, we would give him some of our lunch.
We found the grapes almost ready for harvest.
Next we headed to the blackberry rows.
The blackberries were absolutely gorgeous and ginormous.
The multitude of blackberries covered the bushes.
Flowers for new blackberries.
Part of our blackberry bounty.
Okay, don't eat the blackberries.
We are going to bake, make jam and freeze the berries, stay tuned.