One of my favorite summer traditions is going strawberry picking at a local berry farm. The boys love riding a tractor to the fields, and I love all the memories of picking berries with my grandma when I was a kid. We pick for an hour, eating more than we collect, of course, and we always have a hard time stopping... Lifting the plants to find those crimson beauties is like treasure hunting--it's impossible to just walk away! This year we made two double batches of strawberry jam, countless containers of "ice cream berries," and four pies. Enjoy the pictures.
Happy 4th of July!