After a couple of good solid weeks of getting rained out, we finally made it to the strawberry fields for picking. The fields were pretty heavily picked already, but there were some good berries just the same. Especially in the areas that were overgrown with stinging nettle where no one really wanted to stick their hands down in to reach the ripe berries hidden underneath. I'm pretty sure that there is some sort of metaphor for life in that situation.
I still need to do some berry-preservation work of some sort this evening (most likely strawberry sauce or an easy jam), but a good amount of the picked berries have already been dedicated to popsicles and shortcake. My favorite berry popsicle recipe can be found here, and we usually use this shortcake recipe. Both are easy. Both are good. Very, very good.
