We have a sweet little Farm in Conway, NC, which is about 40 minutes away from Myrtle Beach, called Thompson Farms. They are a multi-generational privately owned farm.
And we were in need of strawberries (or strawbussies as we now refer to them thanks to Isla June).
When we arrived, we were the only one there (glory!), and had the place to ourselves for the morning. So we enjoyed feeding the goats,
observing the chickens,
and checking out the Alpaca's. Or is this a Llama. I wasn't quite sure.
|I think he was giving me the evil eye because I ran out of food.|
And then we headed to the playground
I've been to 3 or 4 different farms now, in both North Carolina and South Carolina, and this was the cleanest farm I have ever seen. I was beautifully maintained.
And then, we found the holy grail.
would you believe me if I told you she hated it?
Yeah, I didn't think so.
It took me 15 solid minutes to get her out of there.
And, of course, the whole time, I'm thinking about if it is GMO corn.
But, she was in corn heaven.
Then, it was time to go pickin' for strawbussies!
She did a phenomenal job. Honestly, I was a little worried about a toddler in the strawberry fields. But, I taught her (after a few tries) to pick the red ones, not the green ones. And, she got it.
Plus, she was really into carrying the bucket. Didn't let that thing out of her sight.
Pickin' strawbussies is hard work! And, there weren't many left for us, so we really had to dig to find some.
totally worth it.
Plus, we soaked up our Vitamin D for the day.
And, after saying hello and goodbye to the horses, we were off. Mommy was pooped.