Strawberry Picking

This year we went out to Vollmer Farm to pick berries. Our builder, who is rapidly becoming the person we talk to most in any given week, suggested them as their berries are organic. So off we went to Bunn for a day of berry picking.

The great wide-open strawberry patch


"Ooh, that's a good one!"




Sampling the loot


The boys and their baskets


Strawberry face


Capping off the day with homemade strawberry ice cream - YUM!


On the way home, Charlie told us: "I didn't cry, mommy and daddy. You can't cry when you're going strawberry picking. You have to be happy." And he was.

Sunday was spent dealing with the 12+ pounds of berries we picked. Here's what we have in the larder/freezer:
-17 pints of strawberry freezer jam
-1 loaf of strawberry bread
-18 strawberry muffins
-27 strawberry shortcake cookies
-1 pint of strawberry syrup
-gigantic freezer bag full of frozen berries

I felt like a hybrid of Martha Stewart & Lady MacBeth at the end of the day - my hands stained red from a day of berry processing. Out, out damned spot!