The other day the girls and I went to our local farm to pick blueberries. It was a hot and humid day. Elise kept insisting that I hold her while we picked because an unfamiliar farm cat kept creeping around through the bushes. After we picked, the girls ran around looking at the chickens, rabbits, and sheep. By the time we got home, and finished baking up a blueberry tart, all I wanted to do was lie on the couch and drink iced tea. So when Julia asked me if we could eat the tart for dinner—with organic vanilla ice cream to top it off—I decided to say yes.