Just want to note that this post was supposed to go out prior to the previous one – oops!
An inauspicious day blossomed into loveliness, as we picked the glowing red ruby fruit under a refreshingly cloudy sky. Boxes of fresh strawberries were picked, each one a treasure to be hunted for and celebrated.
Of course someone had to check that they were all tasty. I mean it’s a tough job…
Despite the tell tale signs of juice around the mouths we still managed a great haul of perfect, red berries. Each one fresh and hand picked and on a farm less than 10 minutes from our new house. The only thing better than the fabulous berries was the fabulous company. A blissful day spent with friends, isn’t that what summer is all about?
Here’s hoping for many more days like this all summer long.
Strawberries! Yum! We weren’t able to go picking this year ~ time escaped us. But I will say that when we go next year, we’ll have to wear those sporting winter boots too! 🙂
Those berries look amazing. I love that they are so large that one must stretch one’s mouth reeeeeeallly wide to get one in there…