A couple of weekends ago we took the grandbaby (ok, he's 11, so the babyhood has passed; maybe I should refer to him as our lovely grandadolescent) to Sweet Berry Farm to pick strawberries. Here's our haul:
We ate quite a few of these luscious berries and froze most of them. Last night, I finally had time to can some strawberry preserves:
And now, I'm off to toast some bread . . .
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