Thrills

Aug 2, 2002

Joanne Shaughnessy’s college friend, Linda, invited us over to her home in Columbia Station to pick blueberries, and so Erin and Anna and Joanne and I showed up in the midmorning heat. The berries were simply splendid, big juicy orbs, with the bushes laden with berries. We picked for an hour, filling up three gallon buckets, and probably ate a pint each along the way. I was in heaven, and I wondered how soon I could find myself on my own spread, picking berries, tending to my goats, fishing crawdads out of the creek. While I love the cultural and dining opportunities of the big city, I feel so much freer out on a farm.

Anton Zuiker

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