Berry Picking

Pick Your Own farms always remind me of being little.

 Hopping into Granny & Grandpa's car, going to the nearest PYO place and picking (and eating) the most delicious and ripe berries I could find. I'd inevitably always wear white and return back to my mum covered in strawberry juice, with a large punnet of berries in my hand and a big smile on my face, but that's all part of the fun right? 

Having missed the chance to go berry picking last Summer, I convinced Henry to come with me a few weeks ago - When it comes to outdoors-y activities Henry's much more likely to be mowing grass, digging holes and getting muddy than delicately picking ripe raspberries, but with a little convincing, he agreed to come.  

We went to Flower Farm in Godstone, the strawberries had all been picked, so we picked some raspberries instead. It's a fun thing to do and you can spend as long or a little as you'd like doing it. Next time I'm going to head to somewhere that has a pick-your-own-anything - Roundstone Farm in Brighton looks pretty epic for all your PYO needs.

Flower Farm's shop is full to bursting with fresh fruits and vegetables, like an explosion of vibrant - and very tasty- colour when you first see it as you walk in. There's also a sweet little cafe for a pot of tea and a slice of cake if the berry picking is just too tiring! 

Have you gone fruit picking this Summer? 

w e a r i n g ::

Hat - Accessorize

Black Top - Matalan

Maxi Skirt - Pull & Bear 

Bag - Primark

Necklace - The Jewel Thief 

Converse - Office

All photos taken an Olympus Pen E-PL7 on a 45mm lens.