With any luck, this will be our last year picking strawberries at our local pick-your-own farm. While technically we have a strawberry patch (and a rhubarb patch!) in our very own garden, we are not supposed to harvest any of it the first year. This gives the plants time to grow strong before producing a large crop. Everyday, I pick little strawberry flowers off of each plant. It pains me to do so each time, but I remind myself of what will await me in the years to come if I practice patience now.
This year we gathered two full pecks of strawberries (about twenty pounds). My husband and son did most of the harvesting. Yes! My four year old boy picked with a purpose and gathered about a half of a peck all by himself. He was sure to remind us all "no unripe strawberries" and "the smallest berries are the sweetest!" My daugther mostly enjoyed the scenery and "helped" me pick the other half peck of berries. It was a beautiful day and everyone remained happy - not an easy thing to come by these days!
My husband and I (in between tending to the garden, chickens, and children) spent most of the weekend in the kitchen canning the fruits of our labor. This year it was strawberry balsamic and strawberry rhubarb jam. We used the generic recipe from the Ball website for the strawberry balsamic jam and we used this recipe for the strawberry rhubarb. Both turned out beautifully and will probably be our go to recipes for some time to come. In total we canned about sixty jars which should last for quite a while - if I can manage to stop pouring it over everything in sight!