At the berry picking farm you first must weigh your empty berry basket, after which the farm worker takes a piece of masking tape and marks the bottom of the basket so that when you return with your load the worker can subtract that amount from the total berry weigh-in.
I joked with Bean that we needed to weigh her before we began picking, mark her bottom with a little piece of masking tape, and then sit her on the scale when we returned to weigh her berries. It was an act of great will for her to not munch her way through the berry patch.
We found a life-sized strawberry ripe for pickin'....
Adding to the stash...
"One for my basket, and one for me."
Gotta wear the appropriate shoes...
This is the apple orchard you can pick apples in during the fall.
The light in there was so beautiful I was crying for a chance take my camera in there.
Waiting to be weighed...carried to the car. Officially hers to eat as she pleases.
This is the fourth year we have kicked off our summer with berry picking and every year my son
is Mr. Intense about it. He is the master berry picker and makes sure we have enough for cobblers and pies. Can I tell you that in just the last four days I have eaten so many berries that Bean and I have a rash? Happens every summer and then our bodies adjust.
Here is the berry pickin' gang. Note the child second from the right. She's mine.
I love summer simply for the fruit it brings. Don't you agree?