That was on a sign at a local roadside fruit and vegetable stand: "native blues," meaning native blueberries, and yet, blues-local-to-the-area, for sale by the side of the road? That has some resonance going on, too.
My father has some blueberries growing--I picked some for breakfast this morning:
The cicadas are sheening now, a sound like Japanese court music of the Heian period, which leads me to wonder whether court musicians were maybe in part inspired by the cicadas.
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Published on July 15, 2013 11:44