Every year at this time, we set our faces toward the west and drive up the hill to Moore's Orchard to pick the best blueberries.
The Moores, as an extended family, are among the first settlers of the beautiful small town of Pomfret. Literally set among rolling hills with breathtaking scenery, it's one of my favorite excursions all year.
Being a fruit-aholic, the end of July through the middle of October are nirvana to me. There are blueberries (of the Vaccinium family—impossible to tell the variety), these great peaches at our Co-op that they get from Pennsylvania, currants, raspberries, melons, and the first of the apples (Paula Reds) should show up soon.
Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes!
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