Spent eight days working at the local strawberry farm, just weighing out the berries that the customers picked. Not hard work, just long, quiet hours. I was very grateful for the pavillions to stand under to keep out of the sun. It was a bit hot out, but there was a constant breeze coming across the fields that kept me cool. When business slowed down, I took time taking some really nice pictures of the farm. The fields reminded me of the farms in Michigan, slightly rolling land surrounded by woods. There were quite a few red winged black birds around also. I love to hear them sing!
