We finally made it down to The Farm this weekend. The reason for the visit was to re-introduce my Cali-Sista to rural America.
We were treated to good company, fresh eggs, early asparagus eaten on the spot, a bonfire in an old hollowed out apple tree and walk to the river.
But the big treat was strawberry picking. The berries in several rows were at least two weeks early and no less delicious.
We brought home two quart baskets. It was hard to pick and not eat. Two for the basket...one for tasting, etc.
You have never had strawberries until you've eaten them organic and straight from the plant.
I'm told that by the time we got home another row had ripened.
Here's to a good season!