Deep thoughts while picking blueberries

I don’t remember if I wrote this already or just *thought* about writing this.  There are many parallels between life and picking berries.  Sometimes the berries, like opportunities, are just right there in front of you. There really *is* such a thing as “low-hanging fruit.” Sometimes the berries are hiding underneath the leaves. Sometimes the berries aren’t worth picking – they’re overripe, bug-infested or too green.  Sometimes it’s not worth the thorns to get the berries.  Sometimes you have to get up, move away and look at the bush from a different perspective.  And sometimes you just need to go inside and cool off.


Been traveling a lot this year. In fact, I’m on my way to Winnipeg right now. There’s something about solitude while being in the middle of a crowd.