My Parents came to the Berkshires for a couple of weeks to visit. While they were here, I took them to one of my farms for the day, Black Queen Angus Farm.
Morgan gave us a tour of the farm and while we were walking around talking, he told us about a patch of wild blueberries and blackberries on his property; naturally I had to check it out. Wild blueberries are some of my personal favorites of summer.
On the way to the berry patch, Morgan introduced us to his newest addition at Black Queen Angus Farm; pigs. They were awesome and very curious. All thirteen came right up to us for a pat on the head or to nip at our ankles, either way it was cool.
Then we were off to pick berries. Halfway up the side of the mountain as far as we could see the fields were covered with berries. We picked some, ate lots and then a storm rolled in from the west putting a damper on our picking. We took cover under the trees to try and wait it out but it started to rain harder. Needless to say we got a little wet that day.
All in all though, it was a great day on the farm eating wild berries.
A Chef's Journey 