The day I went to a blueberry farm and picked fresh blueberries for the first time

Hello there my lovely nocturnals and diurnals – I hope your week is off to a wonderful start.

Lately, I have been reminiscing of better times – like the summer of 2019. It was the best summer of my life, hands down. The reasons for this being:

  • My siblings came and spent the summer with me
  • We traveled all over Germany and Prague
  • There was no pandemic present

At the time, I had only been living in Germany for a couple of months and hadn’t yet experienced the summer here. However, for my siblings, it was their first time ever in a foreign country – it’s safe to say we were all very excited for the summer.

We decided to go to this blueberry farm one August evening – we got there at around 7pm and left around 8pm, and the crazy thing was that the sun was only just starting to set at 8pm. It was the perfect opportunity for golden-hour photos while picking fresh blueberries.

Proudly showing off my basket full of fresh berries. Don’t let my face fool you – I was actually ecstatic to be there picking blueberries, but the sun was strong that day.

As you can probably tell from my face in the picture above, the sun’s rays were mercilessly attacking my eyes. Nonetheless, I tried to appear as unbothered and natural as possible – to no avail lol.

Back to the blueberries, I have to say that I didn’t know they would be this color when unripe. I genuinely thought they would be green for some reason, but these colors are way prettier – they ranged from creamy-peach colors, to pink, to mauve.

I had fun selecting berries from each of the shrubs!

And now, the main event, is something that I was increasingly happy about:

There was a CAT on the farm!

If you know me at all, you’d be aware that my love for cats runs deep. So, to see a cat on the blueberry farm was the highlight of everything.

Cat Spotted

I was so happy to see this little guy there! I think it’s a British Shorthair – what do you think?

That majestic feline graced me with the honor of allowing me to take its picture before it decided to avoid me for the rest of the evening. I managed to get another shot in [without counting the various videos I may or may not have taken of this lovely creature]:

I know, he loves me.

He totally loved me. It’s 100% apparent on his face.

My berry basket

I absolutely loved this day and would relive it if I could. Just writing about this day made me feel, for the briefest moment, like I was back there picking fresh berries.

These were, without a doubt, the sweetest, best blueberries I’ve ever had. I’m sad I didn’t go this year – but I will hopefully go the next!

Tell me about a favorite summer anecdote of yours ♥

To conclude this blog post, I want to know what your favorite memory of any summer you’ve ever had. Or let me know if you’ve gone blueberry picking before!

Comment it down below or just drop by and say hi ♥

~Nocturnal Blogger ♥