Berry Juice

 

Having kids has allowed me the sweet return to absolute wonder.  I wish I had gotten on video Jack's face today when I handed him a basket at Rudd Farm and showed him the row of strawberries that were all his to harvest.  Dinner plates, those eyes were.  It didn't take him long to figure out if he stuck his finger into the side of the berry while picking it then I would request he not put it into the basket so it just had to be eaten.

  

"Oops, Jack eat this one, Momma?" is something I must have heard at least a dozen times today.  $7 for a giant basket of the sweetest freshest strawberries I've ever eaten.  Can't beat that.  Hello summer. I'm so glad you're here.