I’ve written before that I have a minor habit of hoarding the frozen wild blueberries we have picked in Ely because we don’t know when the next good year is going to be. And I have good reason for that! The last summer was a tough one. We did find some berries but it wasn’t…
Rhubarb Muffins
It’s only the third week of May and my rhubarb plant is already a few feet tall (when you count the leaves) and I can pull off thick two foot tall stalks of rhubarb. How is this even possible with the weird, cold spring we’ve had this year? But when the plant is producing that…
Blueberry Muffins
Tory and I grew up on wild blueberries. Late July or early August we’d head out into the woods – to a secret spot that only my mom and her closest friends would share – and pick ice-cream buckets full of blueberries. Well Mom would pick by the ice-cream bucket and Tory and I would…
