Logic knew very well how to make blueberry jam.
And she had a friend, a little girl named Alice. Yes, the same Alice from Wonderland!
And besides, he knew that in August there might be blueberries in the mountains nearby. All you have to do is to get up there, climb high where they grow and find them mellow, and take many of them.
And she also loved eating blueberries and blueberries jam.
So she invited her friend – the Time to go to the mountains for blueberries and he agreed.
They climbed very high and panting looked for blueberries.
They looked for blueberries here and there and everywhere, but there were four to five. They were mellow already, but where were they hiding?
They found a lawn with blueberry bushes, but alas– there were no little fruits on them.
The mountain was beautiful, with old pine trees, thickets, small pine trees and flowers and herbs.
There were streams and all sorts of other hidden into the grass waters – and also frogs, flies, beetles, bees and wasps.
Various of birds were singing, they heard a cuckoo croaking from somewhere, and the air was clear and bright.
– But where are here the blueberries? – puzzled, Logic and Time looked at each other while circling around.
– We have to go up on that hill, let's take this path – suggested Time and they started upward and all the way up and up.
It was tiring, and they panted again, but clutched their pails in their hands.
There were many blueberry leaves on the bushes, but fruits were hiding somewhere.
However – yes! Logic was lucky, because after two hours of touring she found a place with large, intact blueberries.
– How many! – she gasped and leaned forward to pick them.
First she had a few handfuls and then thought: for Alice! – picked a blueberry and slipped it into the pail.
For Alice, she told to herself, and picked a few more. She was so glad! She repeated – for Alice – every time and blueberries never ended. They were large and a lot, and they were showing more and more.
– I'll make jam for Alice!– she was pleased and happy.
And blueberries were not over. The pail was filling...