Oh my word. Went strawberry picking yesterday for my
very first time. Every year I want to get out berry picking but I always seem to miss the window. But this year I hit it right on. And it was amazing. Heidi and I got about ten feet down the row before our boxes were full...the berries were everywhere. We were at
Silkey Gardens in Northfield and I will for sure return to this place in two weeks for raspberries and another week after that for blueberries.
And not only did I hit strawberry season, but I got down and picked strawberries 8 1/2 months pregnant. With Heidi, who is 7 1/2 months pregnant. I believe we were quite the sight!
Now I have to decide what to make with them, though I'm not totally convinced there will be any left to make anything with, the way we (Ivar in the lead) have been inhaling them.
2 comments:
Wow! Picture perfect fresh strawberries. In my country, there's only one place where strawberries are grown. The place is called Baguio and it would take us more than 4 hours from the city to reach it. You are so lucky for such opportunity.
Several of my husband's younger siblings work at Silkey Gardens picking berries every summer :)
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