Originally for Mother's Day I'd hoped to go on a family hike. That is, until I saw it was supposed to rain all morning. So then my plans changed to take Pierce to the strawberry patch while Paul stayed at home with the twins during their afternoon nap (the rain was supposed to stop for the afternoon). This worked out well until the car broke down on the way to the strawberry patch. So then Paul and the twins had to come get us, and we decided to just forget the nap (not for the faint-hearted) and all go to the strawberry patch. I'm glad we did!
About 30 seconds after I started picking I yelped, after sighting a small black and brown striped snake wiggling just under my picking hand. I was more careful about my picking after that!
The twins actually loved the patch. Even though they kept eating white berries, instead of red.
They had a fun time wandering up and down our row (while I kept hoping the two of them didn't run into any snakes!)
The berries were divine. So much more tender, juicy, and flavorful than what you get at the store.
The kids did more eating than picking.
Paul and I had to pick up the slack, or else we would've gone home empty-handed!
Notice Pierce's empty bucket...
The final yield (about 15 pounds in 30 minutes, not too bad!) Paul's bucket, my bucket, Pierce's bucket:
We got home and washed the berries. Then I froze some, and we started some in the dehydrator. We also plan to make some jam, and a strawberry cake.
And of course, the boys' final reward for their "hard" work:
The strawberries are so wonderful that we're already making plans for another trip to the patch!