The invitation to pick blueberries was a gift, offering a first time experience. What I later discovered were several gifts nested within that gift. Among them were –
a warm welcome in words and a hug from my friend’s mother;
information about my friend’s ancestors who owned the estate since the 1800s;
the feel of raindrops on my hands as I picked the blueberries;
conversations about God with my friend and his mother;
delicious slices of watermelon;
setting a rocking chair in motion and exhaling as I looked over the pastures;
and the sunlight and the flowers and pecans fresh out of their shells offered by friend’s father.
*Based on the nested dolls concept.