. . . for strawberries. And so we set off to our first ever strawberry festival, because, well, why not? It provided as good an excuse as any to get outside on a near-perfect summer day. To be sure, the festival was missing some things. I don’t recall, for example, seeing a strawberry daiquiri stand or girls with trays of strawberry Jello shots. They had some ponies. But I don’t think they were strawberry flavored, so I’m not sure exactly how they fit in. What they did have, though, were the essentials you’d expect from any strawberry festival: berry picking and strawberry shortcake. Throw in some blue-grass music under crystal clear skies and you have the makings of an afternoon well-spent.
Strawberries
Everywhere Once 
What do you think?