Like last year, we went strawberry picking with our friends Brittany, Gracen, Maya, and Cooper, at Cottle Strawberry Farm. And like last year, we picked quite a day to go strawberry picking. Not only was it a sunny and hot day (okay, I guess most days in June in SC are sunny and hot), but it was extremely muddy at the farm, due to all the rain we've been getting down here. Gracen, the eldest of the children, proclaimed that the muddier the patch the better the strawberries, and so all the big kids (i.e., Milo, Calder, Gracen, and Maya) went in search of the muddiest parts of the strawberry patch. Zola tottered along after her brothers, undeterred by the mud, the irrigation hoses, the strawberry mounds or anything else. Cooper, however, refused to go anywhere near the mud, staying on the outskirts of the field with his mother. While Gracen and Maya actually picked the strawberries they located in the muddiest rows, Milo and Calder just jumped in the mud. Yeah. I'll say that again. They just jumped in the mud. Milo even pretended to be stuck in the mud for a good half hour. And when they weren't wallowing in the mud, they were in search of four-leaf clovers. All four of them (Milo, Calder, Gracen, and Maya) found four-leaf clovers at the farm.
Zola was my biggest helper. She at least ate some berries and, all by herself, got the hang of picking berries and plopping them into our buckets.
In all the mud and muck I managed to catch a toad for the kids, which they toyed with for a while before letting him escape back to the strawberry mounds.
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