Ahh, wild blueberries are one of the perks of living way north. Cheechakos might find them a bit tart, but you can taste the arctic sun and spicy moss they grow in. The flabby grape-sized ones in the grocery store are as bland as water. The berries were at their perfect peak today and it was a perfect sunny, breezy, bug-free day to pick them.
4:00 wake (drat!)
5:30 potato, turkey kielbasa, celery
10:00 sesame bagel, lox, cr cheese
1:00 rice ball, chicken, salad
4:00 rice ball
6:30 wh rice, chicken, swiss chard, corn, blueberries, cool whip
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