In early August I went to a big farm with my friends. It was good. I took Instax pictures of everyone and saw a real fruit with my own eyes.
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| Eric and Natalie's shed time. They see sheds and they relax. |
When we got there we spent a very long time among the raspberries (scoping out those raspberries). There were many raspberries. Really, too many raspberries. I did find treasure in the raspberry crops in the form of a small personalised pen with the name "William" on it.
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| Jo collects an onion (for good luck). |
Later, we discovered "other crops", like big marrow. Very exciting.
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| Cucumber boy in his natural habitat. |
Not quite as exciting, however, as the moment we finally discovered the strawberries. By this point, we had been on the farm for hours and were getting very thirsty because it was hot as hell. The strawberries were the most juicy and perfectly sweet strawberries I've ever tasted. All other fruits and vegetables were, at this point, nothing to me. I shun them all for the sweet and delcious strawberry. The greatest of fruits. The sheer bliss of finding strawberries was truly a powerful moment for all of us. We became nothing but our base instincts at the sight of the strawberries.
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| Going home with a formidable basket of farm delights. |
We also wandered through the corn field, and I do have the sense that I belong in a corn field, on some level. I was comforted by the corn.
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| Natalie shows me that she has thumbs. |
After our strawberry shock, we finally left the farm with all our fruits and vegetables and got some necessary drinks at the farm shop. I guzzled a bottle of coke and felt my ghost return to my body (being outside makes my ghost start to leave my body, don't worry about it).
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| In the corn field. |
The farm was very big and good, although one suggestion I would make is for them to put sofas in. Just a few sofas in the corn field please.
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| Cool marrow. Really nice marrow. |
I ended up with a nice punnet of raspberries and strawberries, a few cucumbers and corn cobs, and a little onion, although tragically the strawberries got all bashed around on the way home. A sad fate. They ended up making some nice flavoured, icy water though, which was very appreciated in the heat.
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| Henry gets ready to fight me among the raspberries. |
Anyway, if you need me, I will be where the strawberries are.
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| Natalie locating and closing in on raspberries, like a Terminator (for finding raspberries). |
