Saturday, January 09, 2010
Strawberry Fields Forever
Sunny Ridge, isn't that a perfect name for a Strawberry Farm? Early yesterday morning we headed for the sea-side hills of Flinders to get the jump on what was a very hot day. We got to the farm by 10am, paid $8 and was each handed a large (empty) punnet and headed for the biggest strawberry patch in the world. Can you see how red they are? In the field, each ripe strawberry was like a tiny, red glowing globe - even in the bright sun - you could see hundreds of them hiding in the dark leaves. And the taste? Some were gently warmed by the sun, others were cooler and smelled sweet like summer.
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Don't you just love those 'pick your own' farms?
My birthday is in cherry season, we used to go every year when i was little and pick kilos and kilos. Make sure you preserve some for later :-)
Yum yum yum, how wonderful are sun warmed freshly picked strawberries.
Oh I can almost SMELL them!! What a lovely way to spend the morning. The Summer fruits are soooo lovely, aren't they?! I fancy some greengage jam, I think. Or raspberry jam. Or apricot jam. And scones too.
Miam miam!des fraises!
Oh, I love the strawberries from here! They are so full of flavour and make the best icecream and jam ever.
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