I went to Rittman Orchards and picked fresh strawberries.  I have not done this since I was a child and forced to do this with my family–child labor laws were not in effect back then.  Isn’t it funny how things are much more enjoyable when you, as an adult, decide to do things, compared to when you are a child and forced to do things?  I give you afternoon naps as a prime example.  What I wouldn’t give for those…