While I wish I could sail non-stop every day, I know that it is not possible. So I settle for blocks of sailing time between the rest of life's needs.
Sure I have been cleaning out the garage, and dealing with dental visits like everyone. Just yesterday my wife reminded me of my foraging responsibilities. I have enjoyed having fresh frozen blueberries on my morning cereal for the past several years during the winter months. After breakfast I was informed it was Blueberry Season. Since I was now semi retired I could join in the picking duties. No more would winter blueberries be a free ride.
Who knew she had a blueberry clock. We arrived at the farm. Had our containers dry weighed in and then off we went to the fields. We walked to the middle of the patch (she who knows berries knew the 3-4 rows along the edges of the field would have been already picked over) and we were rewarded with bushes laden with berries.
You surround the bunch with your hand and kind of tickle the berries as you move you hand down the bunch. If you have wisely held your basket beneath the berry bunch they fall into your basket. Rich, Blue and sweet.
In less than 45 minutes time we had over 20 lbs. Enough for frozen berries till they return next year.
Of Course not all the berries can make it into the freezer. Some are boiled and stirred into Blueberry syrup for Sunday pancakes. Or there is always room for a few jars of blueberry jam on the shelf.
Thankfully I am temporarily finished with home tasks. Next week is back to cruising for 9 days.
What do you do in those breaks from sailing?
Sure I have been cleaning out the garage, and dealing with dental visits like everyone. Just yesterday my wife reminded me of my foraging responsibilities. I have enjoyed having fresh frozen blueberries on my morning cereal for the past several years during the winter months. After breakfast I was informed it was Blueberry Season. Since I was now semi retired I could join in the picking duties. No more would winter blueberries be a free ride.
Who knew she had a blueberry clock. We arrived at the farm. Had our containers dry weighed in and then off we went to the fields. We walked to the middle of the patch (she who knows berries knew the 3-4 rows along the edges of the field would have been already picked over) and we were rewarded with bushes laden with berries.
You surround the bunch with your hand and kind of tickle the berries as you move you hand down the bunch. If you have wisely held your basket beneath the berry bunch they fall into your basket. Rich, Blue and sweet.
In less than 45 minutes time we had over 20 lbs. Enough for frozen berries till they return next year.
Of Course not all the berries can make it into the freezer. Some are boiled and stirred into Blueberry syrup for Sunday pancakes. Or there is always room for a few jars of blueberry jam on the shelf.
Thankfully I am temporarily finished with home tasks. Next week is back to cruising for 9 days.
What do you do in those breaks from sailing?