Blueberries are the Jam!

With the fourth of July falling on a Saturday, Cheryl and I both had off on Friday the third. That being the case, and our lack of freshly jarred jams, we decided to spend the morning at Linvilla picking blueberries and peaches. We didn't get up too early, but we got there with plenty of good picking weather ahead of us. Not only did Zoe do a great job picking ripe berries (she was really good at identifying ones that were more blue than purple) but she also talked so much that she kept us and anyone else nearby entertained with her observations. Here are just a few pictures.

After we picked a pallet full of berries we rode the tractor back to the car. We were picking for over an hour, so we were all in the mood for some play. Zoe drove us down to the other end of the farm with the animals and playground. She did pretty good for a first timer.

Once we were safely parked, we made our way to the playground and the animals. Zoe did a good job feeding them and running around like a madwoman.

We all had a great time. One thing that was kind of strange were some of the animals they had. Cheryl managed to get a picture of two of the weirder animals.

So bizarre! Anyway, there are a bunch of other pictures over in the Linvilla album on Flickr, so be sure to check them out. If you don't, I fear that you might get a visit from this little girl.

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