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About Blueberry Bay

The highlight of Grandma Gwen’s summer was the arrival of her beloved grandchildren and weeks they spent together in her cottage nestled between the blueberry patch and the bay. She enjoyed sharing her fondness of this special place she called home with those she loved the most. Every year, they made lasting memories together exploring the shoreline and its natural abundance, and indulging the variety of recipes that a blueberry inspires. Lost in thought as she contemplated the joy her grandchildren brought with them, in preparation of their arrival, she decided to bake a blueberry cobbler and plan for a special dinner on the beach. The quintessential summer days that Grandma Gwen, Milo and Mabel shared were some of the most treasured times of their lives. The children would return year upon year, always together. Their grandmother would mark the children’s yearly growth by the amount of blueberries each consumed, how much farther they could swim out to sea, and the increased wideness of her hugs around their tanned frames. No matter the inevitable physical changes of her growing grandchildren, their time together remained a constant, their adventures persisted in joyfulness, the bay was as bright and clear as ever, the beach picnics always a given, the blueberries continuously ripe and delicious, and the compilation of summer memories created together in the cottage between the bay and the berry patch were, still, the best treasure of all.

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