SERENDIPITY: We Finally Went!

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

We Finally Went!

We finally went strawberry picking (after talking and talking about it)! We were there the very last day open to the public. Boy, were we lucky.

The man in the front (Bobby said he might have had one to many drinks the night before) said to go to the WAY BACK of the property.

We did, and there were so many strawberries!

This is just a glimpse of a little strawberry war going on. Probably because we were WAY in THE BACK! Cooper decided to bite the strawberry first, then throw it. So when it landed on you, you would be all slimed by the strawberry. Yuck.

And Bobby stood and investigated our strawberries. The little ones were just picking to pick. Some pretty yucky strawberries made it to the car, so Bobby went through every single one! So glad I married someone so opposite of me. He is so anal like that. I am so not. Just another reason why I love him, strawberry investigator.

This little guy just kept eating and eating and eating.

Lovely day. I am sure Bobbi will post pics of our recipes this week.

1 comment:

Jill said...: Glad you guys went....next time we'll go together! Whatcha makin with your strawberries?; April 20, 2011 at 4:58 PM

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If you can keep your head when all about you are losing theirs and blaming it on you; If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too; If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or, being lied about, don't deal in lies, or being hated don't give way to hating, And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise; If you can dream - and not make dreams your master; If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim, If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster and treat those two impostors just the same; If you bear to hear the truth you've spoken twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools; If you can make one heap of all your winnings and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss, and lose, and start again at your beginnings, and never breathe a word about your loss; If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you except the Will which says to them; "Hold on!" If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch, If either foes nor loving friends can hurt you, If all men count with you, but none too much; If you can fill the unforgiving minute with sixty seconds' worth of distance run, Yours is the earth and everything that's in it, and which is more, you'll be a man, my son!

My Dad

our last christmas, little did we know!! we miss you-you are always in our thoughts. We sold his house, it was as if we had to say goodbye again. Nothing but fond memories. Movie night, hide and go seek, fishing, the beach, pool table, weight room, ice cream, bagels, peach diet iced tea, laughing...simply you. Miss you more than you will ever know. It feels as if it was just yesterday, thank God you are "free". "With your final heartbeat, kiss the world goodbye, go in peace and laugh on Glory's side. And fly to Jesus, fly to Jesus, fly to Jesus and LIVE....." .