On a bit of a morning whim, Nate and I headed out to pick a quart of raspberries at a local berry farm.
I think we might do this weekly for the season -- what a sweet delight! The patches were heavy with deep red berries, and it was such a lovely quiet start to the day. We slowly combed a row of the patch together, talking and moving the berry basket along with us in the grass.
And we even scooped up some local raw honey; a golden treat gathered from Cleveland bees.
If we can refrain from eating up all of the berries this afternoon, I'm hoping to whip up a raspberry peach pie. I'm on a bit of a summer pie kick around here; they are so delicious with all of this in-season fresh + local fruit.