Blueberries are tied into our family history
In some ways, Katelyn and I wouldn’t have met had it not been for blueberries.
There’s a hymn here that plays in the background: The sound of robins chuckling to one another, frogs clucking in the pond, or to the hush of wind through the giant pines. Add your voice to the choir. Or sing solo. Or sing in other ways: Play. Write. Sleep. Walk. Laugh. Eat. Breathe. Listen.
In some ways, Katelyn and I wouldn’t have met had it not been for blueberries.
She joined us in late August via Texas, courtesy of Nikki, Katelyn’s sister. Liz is a “Juliana Mini” pig. She recently went on a walk to inspect some of the property that was cleared to make way for other animals (that story later). Liz is pink with black spots and course hair.
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