Sophie, Bryan and I went berry picking at the Carlsbad Strawberry Fields. The fields seem to go on forever (you can almost hear The Beatles song in the background); and the fact that they’re full of juicy red strawberries is just amazing to me. Armed with a small bucket, we made our way to the fields and started berry picking (and eating).
I guess the question remains … What will we do with these luscious strawberries? Jam, shortcake or berries with whipped cream? Of course this is assuming Bryan and I don’t eat them all on their own. Sophie, our precious berry-picker, refuses to eat fruit.