nathalie.cone: getting our boxes
nathalie.cone: walking down to the patch
nathalie.cone: commence the picking
nathalie.cone: pick, pick, pick
nathalie.cone: inspecting the berries
nathalie.cone: a picture of a picture
nathalie.cone: cory found some good ones
nathalie.cone: me picking away
nathalie.cone: a tiny part of the harvest
nathalie.cone: licking the juicy berry
nathalie.cone: hattie has a double case of pink eye
nathalie.cone: happy amongst the strawberries
nathalie.cone: whitney and jacob's pickings
nathalie.cone: me and cory's pickings
nathalie.cone: hattie and whitney
nathalie.cone: me, hattie and whitney
nathalie.cone: presenting our juicy ripe fruits
nathalie.cone: husbands make good purse fetchers
nathalie.cone: walking to the spinach fields
nathalie.cone: searching for big tender leaves
nathalie.cone: reminded me of that painting "the gleaners"
nathalie.cone: carved wood farmer
nathalie.cone: greek food pit stop
nathalie.cone: peter sulking in the trunk
nathalie.cone: kinley chasing desi
nathalie.cone: peter preparing the grill
nathalie.cone: the happiest dog i've ever seen
nathalie.cone: who's there?!
nathalie.cone: telling stories about the dogs
nathalie.cone: cory was cooking and i needed proof