Once summer arrives in these parts, I live in anticipation of berry picking season. Today was the first day we could pick strawberries, so we packed up early, picked up grandma and headed out.
Proper supplies-a old-blanket-lined trunk so you don't get squished strawberry stains all over your car. Plus lots of water to drink and a bucket of warm soapy water to wash really dirty children (and mommy) afterwards.
On the way to the fields.
I am bloated from eating so many berries, really hot and it is past my naptime. Please take me home.
Hard work.
The reward. Yum.
I am bloated from eating so many berries, really hot and it is past my naptime. Please take me home.
Hard work.
The reward. Yum.
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