Continuing from my previous post about my strawberry picking trip in Kuwait, once you overcome your awe at the sight of endless beautiful strawberry plants all around you you can turn to your left and see the packing and weighing table. Read more »
Now that I think back, I think the first time I really longed to go strawberry picking was after reading a Baby Sitter’s Club story of going strawberry picking and then having too much strawberries on their hands they had a festival or something. I read that story eons ago and ever since I’ve been looking for the chance to Read more »
