Berries

Can we just talk about Summer for a minute? Why is it that all Fall & Winter long I'm just a mean little hobbit hiding indoors and growling at passers-by, but the minute the sun stays up past 7pm I am full of nothing but glee and good will toward men?

Also strawberries.

And to that end, Hey! We packed up the kid and our friends, the beloved Kinkaid family, & headed to Underwood Farms for a day of fresh air and stained fingers.

But first, there were some ponies to address (like you don't get all crazy with your camera phone apps, sheesh)


Some tractors to master


Some being handsome to do


Some jumping to accomplish


More handsoming


And then, finally, the main event. We picked more than 15 lbs. of strawberries (we probably ate an equal amount in the field).


Then we got home & boiled the ever-loving crap out of those berries.


And made this. A little runny but delicious. If you get within 10 feet of me in the next six months you can expect to be accosted with a jar.