For father's day we went to Springridge farm to pick strawberries.


The big wagon took us up to the picking fields. There are about 3 or 4 huge fields that they drop people off. Your family or group gets assigned to a half row to pick to your hearts content.

We didn't bring a bucket, but you can buy these huge wooden ones. We barely put a dent in our box, but some people had multiple ones that were full. Serious business for some. If I was baking a pie I suppose I would have wanted more.

It was an absolutely beautiful day. Nice and sunny with a cooler than normal breeze.

Once Daddy introduced Rose to the berries she was hooked. She ate 5 or 6 right there in the field. Paige wasn't interested. I don't think she likes strawberries too much, and these ones were very small and dark red, as they are when they are local, and were quite sweet...not the same as the larger grocery store variety.





The picking went so well that we left when we decided we had enough berries. Rose was probably pretty full, but the rest of us were hungry for lunch. We had our usual yummy lunch that we always eat there and then shopped for some backyard decorations in the gift shop.
For dinner, Grandpa and Grandma came over for some pasta and a strawberry shortcake that Grandma helped mommy make with the fresh strawberries. During the day, Mike had assembled our new patio set in the backyard so we ate our first meal outside. Our deck was not yet in, so we had to keep walking around the side of the house or passing things out the back door (our back door is about 4.5 feet off the ground). Paige and Rose were too excited by the backyard to eat, and just wanted to get down and play in the sandbox.
Dads are lucky that their special day is in June...such nice weather. Mother's day seems to be rainy a lot!
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