Under the Charm of Wild Alaskan Blueberries
Have you picked blueberries before? in the wild or in U-pick farm?
I have tried both and I can say I love them both but I have never got charmed by picking blueberries at the U-Pick farms like the wild Alaskan blueberries. Picking wild blueberries is a lot of fun and although it's a lot of work, it gives me joy, happiness, and it's free.
Picking blueberries in the wilderness is not like picking in rows of 4 ft high blueberry bushes at the u-pick farms. The wild blueberries here in Fairbanks, Alaska are almost kissing to the ground to maybe 2 ft high. And they grew randomly, sometimes in a cluster but other times spread far apart.
Hunting is a lot of fun (for the good wild blueberry bushes that is) but sometimes it can bring the greed out in me. I become discontented of the bush that I'm picking with when I see the next bush that appears to have a lot more berries. Most of the time I end up coming back to the spot where I just left, because I can see that I have missed a lot. I missed a lot by looking at other bushes and not what's in front of me (life lesson).
Wild Alaskan blueberries are literally in the wild. I found my spot in the wilderness where I share that location only to the people who are close to me. But I know my spot is also spot of several other people and bunch of wildlife. I'm so glad that so far we have not encounter a bear while picking blueberries. Bear poop is the closest we've been to a bear picking berries.
Picking blueberries has been a summer bonding with my family and friends. The bonding, the fun, the views, the challenges, the work, the hunting, the fruits, all I believed are the charms of wild blueberries and that's what gets under.
|Spent few hours at a time picking blueberries that when I get to bed and close my eyes all I can see is blue all over and makes me wanting for more.|
|Time to go home but seeing these blueberries on our way out, its what's makes us to come back another day. It's a wild alaskan blueberry charm.|
|I was having fun picking blueberries that when I looked up there it was, almost double rainbow|
Under the rain or shine, it does not matter. If one of my friend asked to go, we all go unless I'm out of town and not available.
|Picking blueberries is a stress reliever and a therapeutic for us. We get to talk about a lot of things that bother us, laughed a lot about silly things (we do laugh a lot), and sing out loud while picking wild blueberries.|
|My Friend and her husband who also enjoyed blueberry picking with us, rain or shine.|
|It's more than just blueberry picking|
|This is where we parked our vehicles while we're out picking wild blueberries|
|Mmmm... this says it all.. Wild Alaskan Blueberries are mostly very tart|
Tired little boy. This was Alan's very first blueberry picking with us. Start him young!
|Tired little boy but with a bunch of wild alaskan blueberries|
|My son loves this fruit rolls that I made|
|Yummy blueberry pancakes|
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