Now that we’re officially getting “Road Trip Ready” this summer, it’s time for a mini “Warm Up.” That means taking ole “Maypearl” (a.k.a “The Minivan Express”) for a daytrip to the country. For us, we not only like to take in the sites, but also the “tastes” of summer at a local blueberry grove in Edom, TX cleverly called “Pick ‘n Edom” Blueberry Hill Farms. Edom is a heavenly slice of small town Americana with one street light, one roadside restaurant and even an old telegraph station. Next to making “emergency retail pit stops” at Edom’s picturesque antique shops, our next favorite thing is going on an annual pilgrimage to pick blueberries right off the bush at Blueberry Hill Farms. Being city gals, my cubs (daughters) had only seen blueberries in the produce aisle or in the jelly section at the grocery store. What a treat to see where blueberries actually come from! We meandered all along the rows picking ripe, plump goodies right off the branches and even filled buckets with blackberries too. Best of all, the farm includes a wonderful barn stocked with an aromatic array of blueberry goodness including pies, mixes and everything in between. We so enjoyed visiting with owner Chuck Arena who had just bought a doughnut maker from Michigan and whipped up fresh batches of blueberry treats for us right on the spot. (I’m still licking my fingers just thinking about it). Looking for a great day trip for you and your family? You don’t have to go far – just check out the local farms in your area. It’s a great way to pick farm fresh fruit right from local growers and get your kids outside to see where “real food” comes from. And if your travels take you to East Texas, you can always visit my friends at Blueberry Hills Farms at www.blueberryhillsfarms this June- July from 7 a.m. to 7 p.m.
This weekend officially ushered in the start of Summer 2014. I can’t tell you how I look forward to sounds and smells of the season including the aroma of freshly mowed grass, the symphonic melodies of the cicadas in the low-hanging oak trees, or the feel of the sun on my face when I join my dog to hang my head out of the minivan window on the way to the grocery store.
It also reminds me that I only have five summers left with my girls. Just five more until they grow up and go off to college. Sure they will come back, but we both know it won’t be exactly the same. Until then, I plan to milk it for all it’s worth. I’m an old school mom who know that these times are precious and that I want to make every moment count – every moment before and after these fleeting five summers. Although my hubby and I may not be able to leave the girls a big fat inheritance or give them lots of fancy things right now, what we CAN give them are “experiences.” We can give them “us,” our time, our love and sweet, sweet memories. And best of all, we can do all cooped up in a minivan for “51 fun-filled hours” across the United States as we embark on an adventure of creating intentional family time, a closer bond and a shared exploration in the wonder of nature and culture. It’s not first time, mor the last, but it’s our time now to celebrate the blessing of the beginning and (the end) of the beautiful summers together. Happy Trails!