A few years ago, Tony and I took my visiting fam to pick some berries at a local farm. It was fun (and roughly 1000 degrees) and I remember thinking how fun it would be to take a kid there in the future. Well, we now have the required kid, so of course we had to go get us some strawberries (and I used the excuse that I don't bend so well these days to be the official photographer).
We found a great little farm this year (Whitley Farms in Sharpsburg, locals), where they don't use pesticides. It's a little family operation and they were so sweet and encouraged tasting.
Hard at work
Try not to be blinded by my thighs... I tried to crop them out but it just wasn't happening...
Maternity jean shorts for the win.
I <3 You, Summer!