"First the flower blooms, then it dies and the strawberry starts to grow." --Cornflower
We were blessed to go to a pick-your-own farm this afternoon.
There were loads of ripe strawberries.
The girls picked sixteen pounds' worth in less than half an hour! I walked around taking pictures until I realized I'd better call a halt to the picking in defense of my pocketbook.
Ever the romantic, Mariel wore her Easter bonnet-- but the wind would not cooperate for more than a few minutes.
My strawberry girls.
6 comments:
I wish we could have gone wih you! Love and miss you!
The boys would have loved it. We are missing you so much!
Love the pics, I want to go pic some berrys, is it near by?
Glad to see you back!!! I missed reading your posts.
It is nearby, but they don't have a website. I tried to email you, but the email came back. I have a new computer and my daughter has hidden my email addresses somewhere on it. (I am using a new email program as well, and we couldn't transfer the addresses for some reason.) I will ask her to help me find your email and send you the info.
Thank you for the kind comment!
I love the t-shirts.
Thank you! Our local CM book club had them made up after getting permission to use the design.
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