Saturday, June 25, 2005

So far, a pretty good day.

This morning, instead of getting up and letting the munchkin watch cartoons until 11:00-11:30 or so, we left the house around 9:30 and headed over to a farm in Maryland where they have strawberry fields and cherry trees. Getting there would normally require a trip down the toll road, to the beltway, then back to a point across the Potomac nearly even with where we started. About 6 years ago, the wife & I stumbled across White's Ferry, a ferry boat across the Potomac that runs between Leesburg, VA and the Maryland side near Poolesville. It was started in 1828 or so and has been pulling people across the Potomac here ever since. It runs all year and puts you over on the MD side in the middle of farmland with large trees grown over the roads so it looks like a living tunnel for large stretches. Poolesville is a town you could literally be through in under 60 seconds at highway speeds. We went exploring over there back when we discovered the Ferry and found a restaurant called "Bassett's" there in town - the only eatery besides the McDonalds that was built 10 years ago.

About 20 minutes past there, you take a side road that quickly turns into a concrete/gravel deal. About 500 yards in, you're at Homestead Farms. They've got strawberries, rhubarb (yes, I had to look up that word to spell it right!), cherries, blackberries, raspberries, assorted veggies, 13 different kinds of apples, and pumpkins that they grow throughout the summer and autumn. In December, they sell Christmas trees you cut down yourself in a real Norman Rockwell moment. We mounted up the wagon they use to move people out to the strawberry field and spent about 30 minutes in the field actually picking. My kid had a suprisingly good eye for a 4-year-old for finding the best spots. (Hey, she's closer to them *and* her eyes are better...) We picked about 12 pounds of strawberries, grabbed a couple quarts of cherries back at the general store rather than pick them (it's bloody hot out here!) and handled an attack from a homemade cherry pie by suckering it into the shopping basket and whisking it out to the car.

I didn't touch a computer until we got home at around 2:00 this afternoon. I've had a fun day so far.