Looking at the photo, you might think we, your intrepid travelers, are marching through the Amazon rainforest.
Close. Actually, these are the blueberry bushes in RI. An overgrown mess that requires a native guide and machete to find even a handful of blueberries let alone enough for a pie!
There ARE blueberries hidden among the bushes but very few.
When I interviewed the local gardener, who is also an all around bon vivant, he suggested the reason for so small a blueberry crop stemmed from the time the bushes were in bloom. A gullywasher rain destroyed the blueberry flowers, eliminating bees from pollinating.
Because I’m a fair and balanced reporter, I asked the native if the lack of blueberries could have had anything to do with the weedy overgrown hot mess that was once a pristine garden of age old blueberry bushes that always produced buckets of blueberries for Sal and everyone. 😬😍😬😍😬😍
There are some blackberries (red) but because the native gardener didn’t net the blueberry patch this year, those few blackberries will be lunch for swooping birds. Oh well. We can always buy blueberries. 🤦🏻♀️💆🏻♀️