It’s funny – in Vermont it seems that everybody has at least 2 jobs. There’s the company job, and then there’s the job for the love of the labor.
When I heard people around the office saying that it was time to start picking #blueberries at Owl’s Head, I realized this must be something special. I mean, I knew Jon owned a blueberry farm, but I did not realize that he owned a true #Vermont destination. Turns out, he does. Acres and acres of destination, to be exact.
Summertime music, picnics, and blueberry picking. And, let’s face it, what could be more quintessentially New England-ish than picking blueberries in the summer?
Jon had told me he had been concerned because of the rain we had, but once the rain ceased, all that extra water helped the blueberries swell rapidly. So, on Saturday, given the weather was beautiful, we took the 30 minute drive from South Burlington, and picked 8 quarts of big, beautiful, ripe blueberries (Jon charges $6/quart – for the same at a grocery store we estimate $15).
A number of other people were there as well, but given the number of still ripening blueberries, I think there will be plenty of additional picking through the Summer.
8 quarts. That seems like a lot. What did we do with all those blueberries? We’’ll tell you more about that in the next post.