Small Town America

The strawberry season in Ohio is just coming to an end.  What a sad day that will be.  I love strawberry anything.  We recently went out to Polter’s Berry Farm and bought some berries.  When our kids were little we would go as a family and ‘pick your own’ berries.  Now it’s just easier to buy them already picked.

Polters’ have over 17 acres just in strawberries.  They employ many migrant workers and pick over 8000 quarts of berries a day during the peak of the season.  They supply the area grocery stores as well as sell to the public from their little stand.  Some of those who ‘pick their own’, only go for the largest berries, but the small ones are the sweetest.  They make the best jams and jellies too.

What shall we have for supper tonight? Strawberry short cake, strawberry pie, toast with strawberry jam, or strawberry pancakes?  They all sound good to me.  Then we can have strawberries and ice cream for desert, or a strawberry milk shake or smoothie.

I also put a bunch in the freezer so we can can strawberries for Christmas and strawberries for Valentine’s Day,  maybe even strawberries for Easter.  I know, chocolate covered strawberries or strawberry filled eggs.  By then we can get fresh berries from the store.  They won’t taste as good as Polters’ berries, I can make them work.

In Ecclesiastes 3 we are told, “To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under Heaven.”  Alas, the strawberry season is over, but it will be back again next spring.

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