“Let me take you down
‘Cause I’m going to Strawberry Fields
Nothing is real
And nothing to get hung about
Strawberry Fields forever”
― The Beatles (John Lennon and Paul McCartney), “Strawberry Fields Forever”
So here we are, at the beginning of July, about to celebrate a long holiday weekend. Usually at this time of year, strawberry season is winding down or well past its peak in most of the U.S., but here in New Hampshire, strawberry season is in full swing. In late June, just as the kids finish up the school year and we’re finding our summer groove, nature rewards us for enduring the typical cold, snowy winters and rainy, muddy springs with an abundance of the quintessential summer fruit. As soon as the local farms alert us that their strawberry fields are open to the public, we check the calendar and choose a free morning, then, adequately covered with sunscreen and hats, we head out to the fields to pick our share of fresh, locally grown strawberries. It’s become one of our favorite summer traditions….