It’s Shoe-Cleaning Time!

Some may know this time of year as Blueberry Season.

Toby taught me not to wear felt-bottomed shoes when I go blueberry picking. That day, he would not let me move until he had cleared every drop of juice from my poor tennies.

There is at least another bucket of berries waiting to be picked and turned into pies. Tomorrow I plan to help them with their collective wish.

OK, the blue I understand. We've been eating blueberries. But what about the yellow?

What? I like to keep things interesting!