How long have we lived in this house? Four, going on five years? Surely by now we'd know our house and grounds pretty well, right? Well, we were in for a surprise this summer when one of the nondescript bushes in our yard started producing blueberries!
I vaguely recall suspecting such a thing last summer, but the berries were so tiny and decidedly not blue that I decided I must be mistaken. If I'm correct, blueberries require two bushes of different varieties in order to produce. We must have an anomaly, then, because we just have one bush. One enormous, overgrown, formerly-unidentified bush. Seriously, it's about eight feet tall.
The Littles have been loving our new find, and Little Man is on a constant hunt for "dark ones." That snapshot of berries in Rosa's hand above? I had about a second to capture that before they all went in her mouth. They're tiny little berries, and not particularly sweet -- but that hasn't stopped us from munching up every berry we can find, as soon as they're ripe. I'm rather surprised it's bearing so late, as I believe late June is more typical for our area.