Dad and Charisa chose to walk to the strawberry field, the rest of us rode in the wagon. Dad had the camera so while following behind he tried to get some nice pictures.
We got to the strawberry field first, he must have snapped this picture when entering the field.
Getting to work.
Carrie asking Joanna "Is this ripe?"
MaryKaytelyn is hard at work
Mmmmm, it looks good.
Such a good little worker. All of my sisters were good workers. I also think that I did pretty good if I may say so myself.
Joanna is on one side of the row trying not to miss any strawberries.
Abigail is on the other side trying not to miss any strawberries.
MaryKaytelyn did really well helping even though she does not like strawberries.
Charisa also hard at work.
Jennella looking for more strawberries to add to her flat.
Me also picking strawberries.
A clump of unpicked strawberries.
Charisa
Joanna
Carrie
My glasses kept falling off.
Me
MaryKaytelyn, where's the smile?
There's the smile.
Jennella
Abigail
Sorry I don't have any pictures of dad picking. He says going strawberry picking was fun; his reason, he didn't have to pick any. Though he did help just a little. He ate more than he picked and when he wasn't eating berries he was taking pictures.
The flat is almost full.
A strawberry blossom.
Jennella picked this one; it's the biggest that was picked by any of us. I did see another that was larger; however, it was moldy and rotten so we left it.
Another almost full flat.
Leaving the strawberry field.
The pond that was next to the strawberry field.
We all walked back from the field instead of taking the wagon.
On our way back from the field we saw milkweed flowers.
We saw a robin.
Not sure what kind of bird this is.
The girls wanted to see the farm animals so we did.
The chickens were running free.
Ducks in a small pond.
More ducks.
Flowers.
Dad insisted that we get our pictures taken in front of this big ruler thingy.
Carrie
About 4 feet.
Marykaytelyn
A few more inches than 4 feet.
Jennella
Almost 5 feet.
Me.
Almost 5 feet, but not quite.
Joanna
Almost 5 feet.
Abigail
A little over 5 feet.
Since dad insisted that we all had our pictures taken here, we insisted that he also let us get his.
Dad.
A little over 5 feet.
Finishing with the animals.
These goats are trying to stay cool.
Calves
Aww. Such cute little baby goats.
More chickens
One of the roosters.We saw five different ones. They crowed a lot well we were there; it sounded like they were competing with one another.
Carrie was enjoying petting one of the little goats. Not sure who enjoyed it more, the goat or Carrie.
Jennella and the little goat.
Aww. There was also a baby goat with the big goats.
More flowers; one of the calves was sticking his head out of the pen and eating the blossoms.
The other little goat is heading up the plank to join the big goats.
The calves again.
Another flower
This was the sign that was there for the place that we went picking.
flowers
More flowers
I think I like this.
Sap on a pine tree
More flowers
This is me with a cat that was on that farm. Dad was going to take a picture but just as he was about to snap the picture he said, "Cubby is really going to love you Esther." That is why my eyes are so big, he took the picture just when my eyes got wide. What did he mean and why did my eyes get big? Cubby is my cat and he doesn't like it if I pet other animals, as it is he does not like it when I pet the kitten or mom's dog.
I hadn't thought about it until dad said something.
On our way home dad spotted a bald eagle, so we pulled over and he got out with the camera to take a picture. However, the eagle headed off in the wrong direction so dad was unable to get a picture.
After we got home someone took pictures of the full flats.
They are full of something so good.
When any of us walked past the table and counter we would grab strawberries and eat them.
Each flat is about 2 ice cream buckets.
We came home with about 8 flats full.
Even though mom didn't come with us she helped stem strawberries.
Cubby still loves me. He does not know that I held another cat. I was so thankful that he did not come greet me at the door. He didn't know that I was home as he was sleeping; this gave me time to change so that he wouldn't smell the other cat on me. I went to find him; he was asleep on top of the bookcase. I said his name and he meowed his special meow and came to see me, then sat on my lap. My mom likes one of these pictures better and I like the other so I'll just put both. At least he still loves me. He's my boy.
Isn't Cubby a handsome fellow?
Most of us girls helped with the stemming of the berries. I only helped for a little while because I was going to help dad make supper.
So I got some extra time with daddy.
A week ago we had supper over at the neighbors, as did many other people. Then after dark we all went along with the neighbors to their friend's farm to watch fireworks (bottle rockets and roman candles).
My little sisters also used sparklers however the pictures that I took of them doing so did not turn out.
Shalom,
Esther
