What a strange summer. The coolish weather combined with all that rain has produced a long-lasting wild blueberry crop. Wild blueberries definitely belong to late July in my experience, and yet here we were on Ragged Island at the end of August picking blueberries.
These must be highbush blueberry plants, because they were 6-10' tall. Yet the blueberries were not the big fat ones that you find at pick-your-own farms or the grocery store; they were just like the tiny sweet berries that you find on lowbush blueberry plants.
This is what they looked like:
We (ok, Bridges)
picked enough to make a pie.
How cool is that?
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