So, a few days after the Strawberry Festival, my mom, my sister, and I went back to the farm to pick strawberries. Oh, and Little Boy came, too.
We searched for berries...
picked berries...
looked cute while standing among the berries...
and hauled berries.
We ended up with three bucketsful--way more than we needed. That was fine with me. I have a strawberry problem, remember?
Mmmmm.
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Thanks for stopping by my blog. I have a problem with strawberries too. I'd love to have a farm like this nearby!
Your son does look cute among the berries.
I love berry picking and berries for that matter. Of all kinds and colors. I am seeing some smoothies in your future.
Stopping by from SITS to say HI
We picked strawberries too and I posted pics on my blog! We do it every year because it is just so darn fun!
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