Last month I mentioned my enthusiasm for blueberries and for the blueberry season.  Today, however, my trip to the grocery store brought nothing but heartache and grapes, the cheaper small-round-fruit alternative to the blueberry.

What in August cost me $2.50 now demands a startling $6!  The man stocking the blueberry and strawberry bins saw me staring and chimed in with an empathetic and informative comment on the rising price of my beloved Berry.  Sad.  I found this article from a local Canadian paper about the county’s blueberry crop (the blueberries I had been buying came from Nova Scotia).

And now, a segue.

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I love a bowl of blueberries and a spoonful of whipped cream.  Speaking of spoons. . .

About eighty years ago a man in prison handcrafted this violin with a spoon tailpiece! — which is on exhibit along with about twenty other old violins at the Jalopy Theatre in Brooklyn.  I performed there last night with Robin Aigner followed by the Water Town Bucket Boys, and we had a lot of fun.  Jalopy is a really magical venue, devoted mostly to old-time musical acts.  The audience sits in wooden pews built by the owner, and the stage is framed by a red curtain.  It’s also an instrument repair shop and old-time music school, offering banjo and vocal harmony lessons, among other things.

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