Thursday, June 2, 2011

Blueberries the Old Fashioned Way

We're out under the glaring Arkansas sun, hot and ready to be home for lunch. My middle two, faces flushed, murmur, wonder why they have to pick berries. "It's good for you," I answer bent over the bush, pulling clutches of ripe berries into my bucket. "It's good for you to know that food requires labor. Feeding people is hard work." They consult for a minute and decide it would be far better to do paper work in an air conditioned office.

Throughout history most people have worked hard for survival. Most people haven't had the choice of the office and the plastic pint of blueberries at Walmart. We have much for which to be thankful. It's a little lesson. A lesson with a sweet reward at our finger tips.

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