Every time I see blueberries in Japan, they are marked as being from Oregon and they are super expensive, so opt not to buy them.
A couple of weeks ago, on my way to church I saw signs that read “ブルーベリー”. I was quite excited and decided to stop on my way back home.
When I turned off the road at the sign, I found a small farm. When I drove up the farmer was working in the fields, but he came to greet me.
He was so kind and friendly. He used as much English as he knew – which was a surprisingly large amount (He said he learned from movies and TV).
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I miss summer berries a lot and it was nice to find a small piece of home in Hokkaido.
A couple of weeks ago, on my way to church I saw signs that read “ブルーベリー”. I was quite excited and decided to stop on my way back home.
When I turned off the road at the sign, I found a small farm. When I drove up the farmer was working in the fields, but he came to greet me.
He was so kind and friendly. He used as much English as he knew – which was a surprisingly large amount (He said he learned from movies and TV).
I miss summer berries a lot and it was nice to find a small piece of home in Hokkaido.