A few weeks ago I dragged, yes dragged, my entire family blueberry picking. The promise of brunch afterwards was the only thing that got them to oblige. Well, not even 5 minutes in they were picking more blueberries than you could carry. Buckets full! In total we were there for maybe thirty blissful minutes. The sun was creeping up in the sky and the air got warmer and we picked and ate blueberries to our heart’s desire. We left with over four pounds of those delicious little snacks. And the next day we made blueberry muffins and blueberry lemon bread and ate blueberries on top of ice cream and yogurt and everything else. It was divine.