On Saturday we went for a walk and to see if there were any ripe blueberries to pick. I wore my sandals, which I discovered was a mistake. Picking blueberries means going off the marked trails, trekking through the undergrowth, climbing over fallen trees, tiptoeing through nettle patches and wading through briers. Sandals are not recommended footwear, but I didn't let that stop me.
There was a great view from the top of the hill. We didn't pick many blueberries, but I got to see how the blueberry comb works.
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