Wild Blueberries
Photo: Marc Jackson

 At Sundown
by: John Greenleaf Whittier  (vintage poem)
 For feast, the blueberries which I share
 With one who proffers with stained hands
 Her gleanings from yon pasture lands,
 Wild fruit that art and culture spoil,
 The harvest of an untilled soil;

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On sunny slopes and high,
Their skins abloom with dusty blue,
Asleep, the berries lie.
from "Blueberries" by Frank Prentice Rand

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Blueberries,
by Robert Frost

 "Who cares what they say?
 It's a nice way to live,
 Just taking what Nature is willing to give,
 Not forcing her hand with harrow and plow."
 
 The fruit mixed with water in layers of leaves,
 Like two kinds of jewels, a vision for thieves."
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Blueberry Pickers at Snow Lake MB
 Photo:  Marc Jackson

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