And Georgia. Where my mother-in-law lives there are blueberry farms for miles....................
I grew up in Maine, and there were blueberry patches for miles and miles, many times along powering pathways. Maine is big on blueberries. Most kids worked raking them to earn summertime money. Xpent many many hours gathering them with the family as a child.
I just had a bowl of blueberries this weekend. They were a little mushy, not crisp. But still good. I hope they save them. And the bananas. And bees. Otherwise it will be impossible to eat yogurt.