I've never actually been berry picking before, so I may have been more excited than they were -- and I'm not even a huge berry fan to begin with. Something about the texture of all those little seeds that icks me out. I was excited to see what the hype was all about though, and planned to buy pounds and pounds of berries to turn into jam can for Christmas gifts.
When we got to the farm we found that the strawberries were about a week away from being ripe, so each family was only allowed to pick one basketful. My Christmas jam plans were foiled, but I was secretly relieved that I wouldn't be spending hours that night making 87 pints of strawberry jam.
As a special treat from Mother Nature, the raspberries were ripening early and we were able to pick two baskets of them. Both the strawberries and raspberries were like little gifts from heaven...so incredibly sweet and juicy. Even Fletcher commented on how much better they were than the ones we get at the grocery store. It was a great time to talk again about where our food comes from, how food from far away is picked before it ripens, which affects flavor, and how everything at Berry Patch Farms is grown organically.
The kids loved seeing all the animals -- many of which were just wandering around in the open -- including the fattest pig I've ever seen. Her poor little belly just dragged on the ground as she walked. Maybe she was preggers?
My favorite part was walking through the flowers. The flowers they grow there are brilliant. I could have taken home a truck-load! Aren't they gorgeous?
We had such a nice day at the farm {with the occasional "I'm so hot I'm going to die." and "Moooooooooom, when is luuuuuuunch?" thrown in for good measure, of course}. Now we just need to cram all the other things we planned to do this summer, but didn't quite get to, into the next week and a half.
1 comments:
Dear Ones,
WOW! Please put ME on the list for raspberry jam for Christmas!
Love,
Mimi
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