Blueberries (Or, Please Fence Me In!)

Cheryl likes her berries, she does.  And fruit.  But our poor soil doesn't support real fruit trees.  And the animals (deer, squirrels, chipmunks, possums, raccoons, bunny rabbits, birds) take care of any berries that might try growing.

We'd really like some blueberries.  Really.

So Cheryl came up with the idea of putting a fence around the little blueberry bushes that have been attempting to grow these last two years, and had the boys take care of it. They seemed to enjoy the job.  Probably because it didn't involve digging post-holes and mixing cement.  We simply took a few lengths of PVC pipe and cut angles on one end of each, pounded them into the ground around the bushes in a kind of squarish pattern, then wrapped some chicken wire around it.

Now maybe the animals will leave the poor bushes alone long enough for them to grow a few berries.

And - someday - we might have blueberries on our pancakes.