Strawberry Picking
Red. Juicy. Delicious. Strawberries are finally here. Strawberries mean summer.
This morning Mark, Sophia and I went strawberry picking at Butternut Farm a family owned and operated local fruit farm just around the corner from us and just across the street from my in-laws. It was their first day for picking and we arrived early and were treated with the ripest, reddest fruit we've seen in several seasons.
There's nothing better than a freshly picked strawberry--Sophia can attest to that.
The morning mist was just burning off as we finished up, yielding a beautiful sunny day. Exactly what we need after six days of steady rain and gray clouds. It was the perfect start to our busy weekend. Summer is here in New Hampshire.
How do you know it's summer? Do you have any family traditions that celebrate summer?
--Sarah