Picking Pretty Parcels

Today I went out to pick strawberries, and although I thought it was going to rain, it was merely chilly. The picking went fairly well. Each year I pick strawberries and remind myself, while I am on my knees in the straw covered strawberry fields, the difficult part happens when I get home. It's the cleaning, freezing, and bagging that takes the most time. Unfortunately today's freezing took less time since I dropped one of the boxes (smaller one) on the garage floor. Honestly, I contemplated whether or not to use the berries that hit the floor (five second rule?). I even bought fruit spray to help clean them, but I couldn't bring myself to thinking it was OK.

Maybe it's because the garage floor has been disgusting me for some time. Since my neighbor is moving out (we share a garage), I've been waiting until his stuff was cleared from the garage, so I could sweep and spray it down. Until then I'm not sure it's OK to have anything fall on that floor.

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Anonymous said…

What a bummer! My mom and kids are pikcing Thursday so there will be yummy treat when Chris and I get to Wisconsin!

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