May 23, 2010

Berry Pickers

We have the most amazing berry fields in Carlsbad. Huge, red all the way through, and oh so juicy. These field are just up the road from our home, and it's become an annual tradition to partake in picking these scarlet beauties every year.

Note to self: Have the young 'uns wear red shirts for the berry ooze. Learned that tip from Susan.



You pay an arm and a leg for any strawberries you want to bring home in a bucket, but the hot, dirty, delicious berries you consume in the fields... all free. Make sure to go at snack time.


Who wants a big, wet, sticky, red kiss?


My view, looking down. My sweet, sleeping, berry picker.



How in the world does Zac roll his eyes back like that? Scary.


On our way home from berry picking, we stopped by the lagoon nature center.


There were hundreds of swallow nests tucked under the roof. Here you can see small white swallow beaks poking out of the holes.

Using binoculars for very scientific tasks.

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