Raspberry Smiles

By Monday, July 23, 2012 8 No tags Permalink 0


It is raspberry season! Apparently it is a big thing here, you know, going to a farm and picking fruit yourself while, of course, engorging yourself in decadence and freezing the leftovers of the day. It has always sounded intriguing to me so when Tyler suggested we take the boys to a farm close by to pick raspberries I couldn’t turn it down.


We got our buckets and walked to our assigned section. I found this weird but didn’t complain. I always thought that you’d just walk around and pick the pretty fruit (one to me, one to my bucket, two to me, none to my bucket). But I guess it makes sense, helps with the pruning of the plants.

raspberry farmraspberry farm

At first Tyler was the only one doing the picking. Me, on the other hand, was trying to keep the boys close while also snapping photos. The farm was huge and beautiful! Greenery everywhere and, to everyone’s surprise, the came out, so the day was even better!

A. picking berries

After giving up on keeping the boys close we showed A. how to pick the berries. He did very well! He made sure to toss the moldy berries away and to toss the good ones in the bucket. Unfortunately the tossing was not done gently so his bucket looked more like jam.

Sir refused to try a raspberry until daddy made a deal with him: a raspberry for a car. And yes, Tyler owes A. a car, but not any car, a fast car!

J and his bucket

At first J. couldn’t care less about anything. All he wanted to do is stand there until we could go to the playground. Once he saw that his big brother tried a raspberry he decided to do the same (monkey says, monkey does). It was then when he remembered that he actually likes all berries…and then he ate more than he picked! He did good at picking though. His approach was more gentle than his brothers.

My boys

The boys were all so serious while picking their berries. We had fun. It was entertaining and the boys loved it. Before long they were giving me lessons on which to pick and which to avoid. And of course J. would walk around with his index finger extended so we could put raspberries on it for his eating pleasure.

We decided to head to the playground once Tyler got a stomach ache due to berry-eating. It was bound to happen. I am surprised J. did get a stomach ache at all!!

Raspberry plant

We left the farm with sand in our shoes and 6 pounds of berries. The options are endless: raspberry cobbler, raspberry jam, raspberries with sugar and milk, or plain raspberries.

And, with all honesty, I still prefer strawberries…


Have you gone berry picking this summer?


  • Michelle Bardos
    July 23, 2012

    i’ve never seen anything like this. very interesting!

    • Sofia
      July 24, 2012

      It’s a cool experience and the farm was huge and beautiful.

  • Danielle
    July 23, 2012

    YUM! We went strawberry picking a few months ago but I’d love to go raspberry picking soon. I absolutely LOVE anything and everything raspberry so I know I’d get great use out of our haul.

    • Sofia
      July 24, 2012

      We missed strawberry picking!! I would’ve been a happy camper!! 😀 I guess there’s always next year, right?

  • mel
    July 23, 2012

    YUM!!! What awesome pictures. Looks like a great day!

  • Joanne
    July 23, 2012

    Wow – great pictures. Looks like your family had a great time. 🙂

  • Lindsey Aylward
    July 23, 2012

    My son loves berries, he would’ve loved this. Looks like your boys had a ton of fun! Those berries are going to be delicious in everything!

  • Flora
    August 2, 2012

    I haven’t been berry picking in years and years, but I can remember when my parents would take all three of their girls to pick wild blackberries. Beautiful memories!