One of my friend's set it up for us to go strawberry picking at a local strawberry farm last week. We went early in the morning. Happily, it had rained the night before, so there was a cool breeze, and we dominated those rows of strawberries. Between my friend, Abby and a friend, and myself we managed to pick 16 ice cream pails of strawberries in about 2 hours. Let me tell you, in case you were wondering, 8 pails of strawberries filled up my entire extra refrigerator as I sorted through them. I should have weighed them. Anyway, since then, I have been up to my elbows in strawberries, and feel as though I haven't had much time to devote to writing. Rest assured, I think about writing daily and the insane number of pictures from the last month hanging out on my hard drive taunts me as I make strawberry jelly and strawberry pie and strawberry ice cream. I've put 5 gallon sized bags of whole frozen strawberries in my freezer and I'd really like to make some strawberry smoothies and strawberry shortcake.
Last night I finally sat down for an hour to sort through some of the pictures. Holy goodness, there is a lot there. More to come soon - and probably my mom's strawberry pie recipe, which I made for Uriah last weekend. This season is fleeting and I'm going to soak up as much as I can (both the strawberries and the boy!).
From Finn's 3 Bitty Birthday's last week | at home; with Grandma & Grandpa; with Auntie Sarah:
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