My daughter and I took the girls to the strawberry farm today to pick berries. It was such a beautiful day. This picture was taken before we got started - you can tell because our faces and hands are still clean!
We go to Browns Farm in Alabama - it is close and very family friendly, with public bathrooms and a huge pavilion with picnic tables. We've been going since before Jillian was born - back in the days when I flew from out West to visit Andrea and her husband. Now I get to just drive 30 minutes to pick strawberries!
Jillian was old enough this year to really help with the picking!
Rosetta? She ate more than she picked!! This evening when I dumped one of my buckets in the sink to wash the berries there were a lot of half eaten ones!
I love strawberries right off the vine. As a matter of fact, I can hardly stand to eat a strawberry from the store - they don't even taste like the same fruit.
It was such a perfect day. You know its fun when everyone had red sticky faces and fingers!
Andrea and I each bought three buckets of these awesome things!
I came home and made 8 half pints of jam. I love these little half pint jars. I don't like having huge jelly jars in the refrigerator and they are perfect for giving as gifts too. Hopefully we'll get back to pick one more time before the season is over.
I guess my favorite part of the day is that it is still a novelty to go and pick strawberries. Where we lived in the Southwest desert there was no such thing as a strawberry farm. Things (besides tumbleweeds) just don't grow too well in pink sand! I am thankful that I now live where things grow in abundance and I want to cherish that.
Hope your week is wonderful.