The strawberry rows with other strawberry pickers.
Showing off my favorite picks.
The experience was priceless.
I enjoyed peeking through rows and rows of strawberries.
It was a delight to see a bunch of ripe strawberries just waiting to be picked.
Green or red?
We made sure we picked only the ripe ones.
The lone red.
Some of them went straight to my mouth.
They glow underneath the sun.
These ones ended in my basket.
Nothing really beats the sweetness of fresh strawberries. This experience surely reminded me of my strawberry picking days in Benguet.
A strawberry Monday to everyone!