Blueberries

Hej på er!

As promised I'll tell you about our berry picking trip. One of my favourite things to do in late summer is picking berries. The blueberries – well, they're really bilberries but we call them blueberries – are ripe now and in August we can start picking lingonberries.

We went to the forest which is on the way to the beach that I showed you yesterday, and started picking. Or well, I started picking, Julius, the little rascal, ran off almost immediately.

Me looking for Julius

I looked everywhere

I was worried sick and spent a long time looking for him. I finally found him in a small shelter that he'd built. There he was grinning and eating blueberries.

I'm starting to think he's not a real monkey but a changeling. Maybe the forest trolls switched my kid for this little bugger at birth. That happens, you know.

Next time I think I'll leave the kid at home. He's too much trouble.

When we came home we ate the blueberries with milk. Yum!

Tomorrow I think I'll show you some more pictures from Italy.

Till then!