Sophia scopes out the strawberries.
Gigi in the berry patch.
My beautiful daughters in a field of strawberries.
No, Gianna is not eating a strawberry. She's eating straw.
And then Sophia thought it would be really funny to put some straw on Gianna's head.We pick strawberries each year, usually in June. This year it had been so rainy that we had to wait until July to hit the berry patch.
We lucked out and got to the farm the last day they were offering u-pick.
The soggy spring/summer weather did a number on the berries. Many were unripe and some were moldy. But we were able to get nine good quarts of yummy strawberries.
Both of the girls enjoyed picking the berries for the first half hour or so. Gianna tried a few -- some that weren't ripe until I showed her what good ones looked and tasted like. And Sophia loved helping.
But then they got bored, so Daddy finished up picking while the girls and I walked along the dirt path between the strawberries and the soybeans. It was so quiet and peaceful.



