I like to create annual traditions with my son, our own personal traditions that don’t come with a hallmark card, or mandatory gift giving, candy supplying, flower forwarding obligation – something that helps us mark time and seasons and our life together.
One of my favourite traditions is our strawberry picking/jam making tradition. And this year, strawberry season began around June 20th. Of course, I am picky about what we eat, and knowing how much pesticide is used in commercial strawberry production, I will only pick organic strawberries. We have a favourite place, not too close to town, but worth the drive – it takes only a ½ day to go, pick, eat, relax and come home, but our effort and time commitment is well worth the wait.
I wanted to go today, but called the update hotline number for our farm (highly recommend doing this with any pick-your-own farm as crop availability can be highly unpredictable) and they were closed to allow the fruit to ripen. They didn’t clarify if this was a short term or long term proposition – so I’ll have to check again tomorrow.
Until then, we will just dream about the incredible taste and aroma of the berries we hope to pick soon.