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I'm proud to announce that I came to accomplish one of my tasks from Day Zero Project yesterday:
Sweet, right? (seewhatididthere) Yeah. Guess what I ate for breakfast today. And for lunch. Aand... no, I'm only joking. or am I?
Anyways, this weekend I went to visit my little brother (he's way bigger than me, who am I kidding, but still he's my little brother) and we decided to go strawberry picking since he happens to live in a village near a big strawberry field.
As you can see below, this year's summer decided to behave like April: rain-swept, foggy and cold. Not exactly the perfect strawberry-picking-weather, but that didn't really bother us. We wanted to go strawberry picking, so we did. Wearing rubber boots. Yep, that's how we roll.
|Gotcha! Ooh yeah, the very first strawberry I picked : )|
|adorable little girl running through the fields with her toy sheep|
little brother holding up a slightly crippled but dearly loved (and later lovingly devoured) strawberry.
brother's best friend who came to surprise us in the fields after hearing that I was in town for a visit. such a sweetheart ♡
The Life of a Strawberry:
1) pale baby berry.
2) lush and full of life adult.
3) strawberry corpse.
Success! Hardboiled hunters bringing home their prey ; ) All in all we got 5 kg ( = 11 lbs) of handpicked strawberries! And probably ate at least another kilo while picking, haha. I was completely soaked and chilled to the bones afterwards, but happy as a bunny. It was totally worth it.
I mean, just look at that ruby red treasure. Yum yum yum! ♡
|Sweet smell of summer.|
Me and my share of strawberries. Ahh, these gorgeous babies - drool -
I ate them all. That's right.
|The reason why 'summer' starts with an S: Strawberries.|
Happy Sunday, summer-lovers ~
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