This past weekend we headed over to Mark's Blueberries in Clermont. It was about an hour long ride and Will kept asking, "Are we there yet?" (I don't know if I'm looking forward to our camping trip next month. We'll be driving for six hours at a time. Note to self: Buy earplugs!) We finally arrived and headed over to Field 2 where we met Mark, at least I assume he was Mark. He told us which areas had the most blueberries and which ones were sweeter than others. With that we gave each kid a bucket and started picking.
The kids did quite a bit of tasting. They had to make sure they were picking the ripest ones, right?
On our way in we saw a sign that said "Enter at Your Own Risk." We all laughed and made a joke that maybe coming here wasn't a good idea. Then, while we were in the fields, Jimmy found a shotgun shell. I guess the sign was right. Wonder whether Mark was aiming for an animal or a person.
We ended up picking about 8 and a half pounds of blueberries. Looks like we'll be eating blueberries for a while now. Reminds me of the scene in Forrest Gump when Bubba is describing different ways to prepare shrimp. In our case it would be more like: blueberry waffles, blueberry muffins, blueberry jam, blueberry ice-cream, blueberry yogurt, blueberry pie...
We had packed hot dogs to grill, but everyone was too hungry to try to find a park so we ended up eating at Red Lobster. After lunch we decided to try picking some oranges at The Showcase of Citrus . Nothing was in season but grapefruits and a few varieties of tangerines. We skipped the picking and let the kids play at the playground there. Helen and Alex were also able to wrestle a gator.
Before heading for home we grabbed some drinks and souvenirs while the boys were able to catch this huge shark. (Ignore the fact that we're on the lake.)
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