Awhile ago, the sun was playing games behind a few clouds and my grandmother, sister, mom and myself all piled into my grandmothers van and drove just a little ways to a little farm. 
We were going strawberry picking. It was humid out, and my sister was the least enthused as per usual, but we were going anyway. 
 We arrived at a multi-berry farm. They had an "advice booth" set off to the side, and their shop set up in a little shed near the barn. Two dogs sat inside while the woman told us how to get to the field, giving us our baskets and leaving us to pick the berries ourselves. 
 I love strawberries, so I was really excited to get to it. 
There were a few other people there, but it wasn't too crowded. We had two rectangle shaped baskets per two people. My grandma and sister decided to pick together in one aisle and my mom and I picked another one. 
 The strawberries were so tiny, but nice and red!