The weather last weekend was so perfect. After a long “Juneuary” (it’s a Seattle thing, look it up), it finally felt like summer and we took full advantage of it. We went to the park and swim lessons, but best of all was a trip to a local farm where we picked strawberries. As a kid growing up in the desert, I never knew that u-pick farms were a thing, but man do I love them now. Florence is obsessed too. She kept saying “apples” over and over, because right now, she thinks every fruit is called “apple.” I’m so glad that I brought my camera and was able to capture the pure joy on her face.