Picking Berries!

We’ve been picking berries – north and south. In Sudbury, we picked blueberries – at a place called Blueberry Hill! Summer has been so cold that blueberries are scarce and hard to find. Still, I loved picking berries with my Mom amongst the black rocks, birches and pines of the north. We bought some sunny, warm, fresh, peaches from a farm in Niagara Falls. And last night, seven of us picked raspberries at our friend’s farm near Stayner. What a joy to pick berries together as family and friends, as dusk fell, birds sang, and we could hear a small brook running beside the patch. As we drove home, happy and tired with our fingers stained red, we watched a lighting storm in the distance. The whole van smelled like raspberries!

Everyone I tell about Justice Pie and modern slavery is so interested and wants to buy and a pie and learn more. One sweet teen girl wanted to set up a Facebook page to promote the Justice Pie day so that all of her friends could come along with her. Unfortunately, my kitchen is quite small and just won’t fit that many people. Even the berries are starting to take over my freezer – I’m glad our Justice Pie day is coming soon!