This week Alice and I picked the first strawberries from our garden. I picked the brightest red ones, while she tried to pick the green ones while I screamed and tried to stop her. Some day she'll learn. I love strawberries. Freshly picked and sweet.
Soon we will go strawberry picking at the local farm in Franklin. We only grow a few pints a year. With the birds and all. We'll go out to the field and stuff our faces with the small red fruit. We pick about 1 pound and probably consume about 3 pounds while we pick. If you can keep the kids clean , make sure that you don't return to the farm stand with them covered in red juice. I know that I am going to hell, but I just can't resist them.
Soon the farmer's market opens and then on June 19th is the Franklin Strawberry Festival! I am in heaven!