We had a free Saturday and it was going to be a beautiful day so we drove 1.5 hours north to Greig Farm in Red Hook, NY to go berry picking. We could have gone to a closer farm to pick berries but Greig Farm had goats you could feed which was totally worth the extra half hour.
We’ve gone to feed the animals at the Bronx Zoo enough times to know you need a pocket of quarters and a cup to make multiple purchases of food at one time so you don’t have to go spend time going back to the machine. Grouchy Husband gave the girls some quick instruction and strategy to get them started.
Princess started feeding right a way.
Baby needed a little help but eventually got over her fear and then one of the goats nipped her a little and then she was back to being scared.
The farm has a Farmer’s Market on Saturdays. I love shopping at Farmer’s Markets.
We ate lunch at the farm and these gigantic fresh pear and peach popsicles.
The girls couldn’t finish all of the frozen parts so my Grouchy Husband and I ate them. They wanted the juice at the bottom. Baby needed help getting the juice up the bag.
And a little bit spilled out and down her dress. The juice was very cold!
After lunch we headed to the fields to pick raspberries and blueberries. It is the end of raspberry season so we wandered through many empty patches. The girls were starting to get a little disheartened.
Then we found a few bushes that had some tiny raspberries.
We didn’t end up getting that many raspberries but the girls were thrilled.
Then we headed to the blueberry patches and since it’s the beginning of the season the bushes were filled. The bushes are short and perfect height for little people to pick.
Baby wasn’t that interested in picking, she was more interested in eating. All I kept hearing her say to her older sister, “You want me to try this one?” She was quality control.
Even my Grouchy Husband was picking.
I think he even enjoyed it!
We filled half the bucket, the other half is in Baby’s stomach (haha!).
I sometimes wish I lived on a farm because I love the concept of living off the land and getting food from their source. After 1 hour of berry picking I am reminded how much work it is to be a farmer and have a renewed appreciation for them and know that I’m not ready to be a farmer yet.
Thank you to all the Farmers,
The Dumping Mama xo