It has been a strawberry filled summer and summer hasn’t even arrived. Every year I promise myself that I will find a luscious strawberry patch, pick berries and enjoy the fruits of my labor. Sadly, years have raced by and either I couldn’t locate a strawberry picking farm or I was out of town during the peak picking time. This year the stars aligned and blessings were bountiful. My family and I picked berries two weekends in a row. Read the blog on KC Chowtown for a description and location of the berry farm.
I have prepared strawberry jam and processed 45 jars for my pantry. Whew! I must admit I enjoyed each and every minute of the time spent preparing and processing the jam. We will enjoy the work and be reminded of the memories when winter snowflakes begin to fall.
We have enjoyed strawberry shortcakes, strawberry pies and fresh strawberries until I do believe we are starting to show a red glow on our skin. Whatever your strawberry pleasure, take time this summer to enjoy picking and savoring what I consider to be truly a gift from God.