Tuesday, 8:00 AM. 56 degrees, wind NNE, calm. The channel is slightly wrinkled, the sky mostly blue, and the barometer is predicting partly cloudy skies. It promises to be a fine afternoon for blueberry picking in the Pine Barrens.
The morning will be spent mowing the lawn and tending to the garden. The hollyhocks have an infestation of thrips. Yesterday I dead-headed and fertilized the roses and all the pots and baskets.
I doubt we will meet any bears wile picking blueberries…one is far more likely to have a face to face encounter with one in a patch of tall raspberries or blackberries, in which case one announces, “Nice berry patch you have here, sir (or madam), and please, take these berries which I have in my bucket as well.”
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