Thursday, June 10, 2010

Slow Food


By early June the strawberries are done. We have picked our 'bushel' or so and made our jams and syrups and frozen bags for later recipes.  We are satiated on strawberry smoothies and sliced berries on top of vanilla ice cream.  We are more than willing to let the last strawberries remain on the vines.  It is nice to know that the slow food set helps with the clean-up of the those we missed.  He/she need not look so guilty as we are now working on the raspberries and blueberries.

16 comments:

  1. Oh! How cute is that?! Love the strawberry stained lips...are those lips? Just saying..!
    Hugs
    SueAnn

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  2. oh i love strawberries....i just might be willing to share with your friend there...

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  3. I love strawberries too! And they are expensive here. It's grown in Cameron Highlands , one of our hill resorts. That's where we go a-picking.

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  4. Who me? You're right, Sir Turtle looks quite guilty.

    Nothing better than a fresh picked strawberry.

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  5. Oh how I love strawberries, Tabor. We put them on our cereal along with a banana every morning. They are so sweet this time of year. But the season doesn't last long enough...

    Now---I'll just wait on the fresh raspberries and blueberries... And here in TN--we love the wild blackberries.
    Hugs,
    Betsy

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  6. How kind of you to share your bounty with others, Tabor. It's hard to read reptiles' expressions -- they're pretty darn inscrutable -- but I'd say he looks pleased and appreciative.

    You must be well south of where I live (Ontario). We're just coming into our local strawberry season now (and it's early this year).

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  7. I am envious - I have the nicest patch in the city garden and was just to weary a few weeks ago (before home sold) to pick them.
    May plant some plants here in my woods garden - but - may have enough to take care of. Wish I lived near by :)

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  8. I am so jealous. No sun. No food from the garden. We are so behind this year and it's all due to Ma Nature. Great post.

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  9. tabor, what an amazing photo!! the look on his face is priceless, reminding me of catching a child with their hand in the cooky jar :) this was one of the best ways ever to end your strawberry season ;)

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  10. Cherries have hit our shops... the most enormous cherries I have ever seen in my life; they're practically the size of tomatoes! And they're divine...

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  11. Wow, I wish we could grow raspberries here - but no, too much heat.

    I love box turtles, even though a (gaggle?) (herd?) of them once cut sharp turtle-beak mouthfulls out of my muskmelons, growing innocently in a South Carolina garden of years past.

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  12. And we're just starting to see the little white flowers! What an adorable photo.

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  13. Such a face! And such an amazing shot! That's one lucky turtle.
    Our strawberries are just beginning to ripen. The patch needs attention so they're not going to be as prolific as previous years.
    About the poppies: I don't do anything special, just give them liberal amounts of compost and then cut off most the seed pods at some point later on. They self-seed and spread quite well. The clump is growing nicely.
    I always enjoy seeing your lovely photos and catching up on your "doings".
    The redheaded woody is a beauty. Lucky you to get such great shots of him.
    Too bad about the bluebird eggs. What a shame to see them go to waste. Wish we had bluebirds here.

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  14. Are you sure that look is guilt? I think he's shell shocked. ;)

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  15. Goodness, this made me laugh!

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  16. Great capture, Tabor! Maybe being cold-blooded means sharing just a few strawberries would be sufficient for the turtle?
    Squirrels, on the other hand, take one bite from each fruit & could wipe out the patch.

    Annie at the Transplantable Rose

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