Let me take you down. . .

. . .’cause I’m going to. . .strawberry fields. . .

Cameron’s Strawberries has opened for the season and the faithful are making the most of it.

Even now, early in the season and after a rainy day, the scent of strawberries was irresistible. Half of these people were probably just innocently driving by when their noses took over. Strawberries take no prisoners.

8 thoughts on “Let me take you down. . .”

  1. It’s been years since we’ve picked strawberries in a field, but what fun. On our honeymoon in northern Minnesota (55 years ago) we picked blueberries – buckets full! Yum. And when we lived in Scottsdale, we picked grapes (5 cents a bag if you picked ’em yourself, and 10 cents a bag if they were already picked)…

    Hope you got enough for shortcake and pie and were singing “Strawberry Fields Forever” the whole time!

  2. All I remember is the back-breaking work of bending over to pick them! Though they do taste much better if they haven’t travelled to a grocery store before you eat them.

  3. The good news is that they also sell pre-picked berries. The price is a bit higher, but my knees and back have told me it’s worth every penny.

  4. hmm strawberries… with many of the latest batches i cooked them in some red wine with cloves and cinnamon and pepper corns… hmmm… perfect in plain yoghurt.
    and the leftover wine-strawberrie-flavored juice become icecubes that are then thrown in freshly squeezed orange juice. hmmmmmmm….!
    i want some now!

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