A guy I knew planted a blueberry bush but it never bore fruit. It looked healthy otherwise. He was distressed and decided not to plant additional blueberries.
It could be that he planted a blueberry variety that is not self-pollinating, or that pollination was insufficient. Plant a bunch! This will make it easy for bees to cross-pollinate the blueberry plants. “It takes two to tango” in certain cases.
On one of my mission trips toHonduras, I was allowed to attend a party of expatriates. They were inHondurasfor a variety of reasons. Usually they were looking for something they’d never had or something they had when younger, but lost… Or, maybe someone was looking for them. One of the group was a formerHollywooddirector and was accompanied by his “painted lady,” who was approximately ninety years old. A couple of gays were fire department retirees.
Another was a retiree who’d gone south to raise blueberries. He had a good crop but a small market. He gave me a small bottle of blueberry wine to bring back home. It wasn’t labeled—thus I disposed of it before I left the country. It proved a point, that one can make wine from anything that will ferment.
It wasn’t five-star quality; however, the clerk, bellhop, taxi driver, and a wino at the hotel enjoyed it. That’s another whole story for a later time!
In my limited travels in the USA, the only places I found Blueberry Wine was here in Georgia, Fox Vinyards, Social Circle, GA. and a little town in Maine. Of course I can’t remember the town or vinyard in Maine, but we stopped at a little store that looked somwhat like a barn, along beside the road and it had all kinds of interesting items. I remember the delicious Blueberry Wine the most. It was a seasonable item. I brought several bottles home with me. Yayyyyy, I love me.