Strawberry Picking The strawberry farmThis was the last photo taken before we left the farmAin smells a flowerA rose of some sort I thinkIrfan with cactiA prickly situation to be fairCarnivorous plants galoreWe call the pitcher plant the "monkey's pot"The roses were truly fragrantAin can't get enough of themUnknown flowersI hope someone identifies this speciesUnknown purple berriesI hope someone identifies this speciesAnother unknown flower typeI hope someone identifies this speciesI should have taken photos of its labelI hope someone identifies this speciesYellow flowersI should have brought an identification bookletRed flowersAnd there were many more species and typesAt the greenhouse entranceOur escorts knew their stuff about strawberry farmingAin loved picking strawberriesWhen I started picking that day I picked one too youngThe entire greenhouse had a strong strawberry aromaAin seemed to be at home hereThey picked the bright red, aromatic berriesWe could not wait to taste them laterRows and rows of strawberry plantsWe were warned not to consume them immediately because of insecticideAtok and OpahIt was cool and pleasant in the greenhouseAlthough we picked a lot, there were many leftSo many strawberriesThis was my first time seeing a strawberry plantI have not even seen an elderberry plantPicked and washed cleanThere was an area where you could sit and eat the stuff you pickedThey tasted sweetThey also sold strawberry jams and ice cream up at the shop behind usWe ate some of the berries we picked, and saved some for laterWe finished it all up before heading home the next day Posted in . hisham View posts by hisham Khairul Hisham J. is a freelance artist, writer, editor, translator, English language teacher and a long time tabletop role-playing game player and gamemaster.