Students - For the past few weeks, I have picked more berries than I have ever picked! Strawberry season was not great here in Western New York due to a late frost and then short drought, but raspberries and blueberries are joyfully out of control. My small patch of raspberries usually yields a small bowl of berries, but this summer I am up to picking around 16 quarts of raspberries. Blueberries are just coming ripe now, and while we have some here, I do most of my blueberry picking at a local farm with more bushes.
Today's poem simply sits with the color blue of blueberries. Sometimes I think about how few blue foods there are. Candies, yes, but not even so many. So blueberries are indeed special bringing a sweetness to the color blue.
If you wish to write today, look around. Let your eyes fall onto a color that delights you. Allow that color to take you on a small journey of thought and wonder.
Margaret is hosting this week's Poetry Friday roundup today at Reflections on the Teche with an ode to some jam made by a friend...more berry love! Each Friday, all are invited to share poems, poem books, poetry ideas, and friendship in this open and welcoming poetry community.
xo,
Amy
