Growing up in the 80s, at least where I grew up with my grandparents, I didn’t do many of the things my kids do today … there was no Xbox, no cell phones I did everything except talk on, and certainly no hoverboards (we did, however, have Skip It and I sucked at that). The one thing we did have was the outdoors and I did all sorts of things, but my all-time favorite was eating picking strawberries from the two different patches we had planted in the backyard. While I don’t have my own strawberry patch … or backyard for the matter … I still love to go strawberry picking, so it’s always such a treat to go with the kids at this time of year.

 

The patch has been open for a while, so as we grabbed our boxes and started to make our way towards the field, I think we both went in with trepidations, feeling like it was going to be slim pickins … we couldn’t have been more wrong! As we made our way down our chosen rows, we ran into gorgeous strawberry after gorgeous strawberry and before I knew it, we both had packed to the brim boxes and I was $28.67 lighter in my wallet, but you can’t put a price tag on those memories. Expect many, MANY strawberry recipes to come.

Unfortunately, Nathan is having pretty bad allergy problems at the moment, so he and C stayed home to save the world on the Xbox One, while V and I searched for our strawberry picking treasure. I so cherish these times with her. Time while she still has time for me. I always thought by the time she reached these years she would find me to be “uncool” and want to do everything except hang out with me, but I was wrong. She adores me as much as she always has and I will continue to roam the strawberry fields with her until she decides otherwise.