"When you called me to be a Mama, You didn't ask for perfection. But that with every breath, I'd point them to You."

Wednesday, June 17, 2015

A Saturday Night in the Strawberry Fields



On Saturday night before supper we took the familiar drive out to Heartland Farms to pick our summer strawberries. We started this tradition last summer and had to include it on our summer bucket list once again this year. Strawberries just happen to be a favorite fruit in our house, and the simple but nostalgic routine of picking our own from rows and rows of bright reds and greens, I believe, will be one of those cherished memories the boys will look back on one day when they're older and eating strawberries on a summer night with their own kids. We picked a box full, probably more than we needed to, and have already been enjoying the fruits of our labor (pun intended) with strawberry short cakes and vanilla ice cream snacks before bed. Tonight, a night that just happens to be our very first night all at home in over a week, the boys and I are going to dip some in chocolate and enjoy them for dessert out on the deck after supper. And maybe we'll still whip up some strawberry shakes later this week.





It was an absolutely perfect night for it. Last year we went on a Saturday morning before lunch, and the fields were filled with other families doing the same thing, making for some slimmer pickings. This year, we ventured out before supper - the late afternoon sun mostly hidden behind a cloudy sky, the breeze calm and the temperature perfect, and we were one of only two or three other families there. We had the fields almost entirely to ourselves, including the boys' favorite jumping pillow for play afterwards. Since we'd had a really late lunch that day, we were in no hurry to get home for supper, and even took a longer route home through some back country roads with the windows down. After an incredibly busy and chaotic week last week of work and basketball camp and vacation bible school and a Friday night out for Mommy and Daddy, we needed a night like this.

I'll let the pictures do the rest of the talking.