Friday the girls and I went strawberry picking! Organic, home-grown, sweet, juicy strawberries.
We picked for a while before our basket was full. What am I saying? I picked for a while; the girls picked for about five minutes and then decided they just wanted to supervise. My prize pick:
That’s odd. They swear to us it’s all organic! The best part was that the owners let begged and ordered us to eat while we picked.
Can you tell Ashlyn took her duties seriously?
A great morning to a mixed bag of a day. I thought we were going to run out of gas before we got to the farm. The directions were “just north of Prattville”. That’s like Du telling us Neueschwanstein was “just over the hill” as we were on the verge of mutiny while walking from the parking lot to the castle in Bavaria. We made it though with just enough gallons to get us to the nearest station when we left for home.
On the way home we found out potentially where we’ll be moving to next. This is a good thing since we could be moving in as little as six weeks. I’ll give further details once we’ve officially been notified.