Blueberries for Reina

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Blueberries for Reina

I’ve never eaten a blueberry. I confess I didn’t follow my grandma’s golden rule; don’t knock it till you’ve tried it. They look vile and undignified; like grapes that didn’t quite grape correctly. But my grandbaby is housing those things like they’re nature’s candy, leaving blue and violet streaks everywhere; a little Rembrandt. Every so often, she offers me one with compelling questions of “Uhn? Uhn?” hanging beneath our sun-streaked skylit afternoon. I politely sing, “No thank you!” which always gets a giggle from her before she crams nature’s mess artlessly into her tiny face. She’s more blueberry than toddler now. Maybe I should try one next time she offers.

sea of blue and green
bird chatter and child’s laughter
we breathe together

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Reina, destroyer of blueberries, all cleaned up now, focused hard on play. (Image by author, used with permission.)

10 thoughts on “Blueberries for Reina

  1. Our grandchildren lead the way. Reina is adorable and she knows what’s tasty. Maybe bake her some blueberry muffins and try them that way? I’m sure you know she looks like Theodosia! 🙂

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