Sunday, April 26, 2015
Strawberry picking
Yesterday Tetsu and I went strawberry picking!
I think the season is about over but there are still hot houses with banners flying enticing tourists to pick all you can eat.
We haven't been strawberry picking since the kids were little and it was a lovely, warm day (too warm in the hot house!) so we spent an hour eating strawberries to our hearts' content. I don't think either of us are going to want to eat strawberries for awhile!
Houses and houses of hot houses... rows and rows of strawberry plants. There must be some way to know what is a sweet ripe strawberry as compared to a regular ripe strawberry but even after an hour I couldn't tell you. Should I pick a big berry? A small berry? One still warm from the sunlight? One hidden in the shade or under leaves? Well most every strawberry was sugary sweet so it didn't really matter what I picked...
Strawberry pickers were given a little dish to hold the strawberry stems.
We were warned not to touch the bee hive that sat in the corner.
The bees are hard at work pollinating the strawberry plants. (My friend who owns a pear orchard rents hives too to help pollinate her trees.)
When it got too hot in the hot house we just picked a dish of strawberries and went out to a bench to munch... And then another trip inside for more strawberries.
Before long our fingers were dyed pink! (and my white camera got a bit tinted too).
Great day and I got a week's dose of vitamin C.
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50 years ago, you could get a small peck basket of the small berries much like wild ones I grew up with in Ohio. They were so sweet with seeds that were also tiny. Then, each year those on the market got bigger and bigger and seedier.Well, now it doesn't take long to fill a peck basket but often they are picked before they are totally ripe so as to make it to market still firm. I've never been as excited to see that short berry season since those days.
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