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Life Begins at Sixty-Five
Thursday, July 19, 2007
Blueberry bonanza
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Unfortunately the birds get the larger share of the blueberries. It's usually the catbird that's the most voracious although I've seen the occasional finch, robin, cowbird and mocking bird filching a berry or two. Now that the wild grapes and wild cherries are ripening the birds seem to leave the late varieties of blueberry alone so I'm able to pick a few berries each day. Good luck with your new plants.
Are they done growing yet? I like blueberries (in cream.)
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