It was the perfect summer morning. As fellow berry-picker Laura Ness described while we were standing among Farm Lola’s 3-acres of raspberry bushes watching our kids enjoy some free range fun, “This is so idyllic and pastoral and picturesque.”
Farm Lola’s Magic
Raspberries are one of Daley’s favorite foods. Before heading out for the 30-minute drive to Wrenshall, he insisted that we bring the largest buckets we could to fill despite my hesitation that it would be more berries than we could process.
I needn’t have worried about over-picking, however, because within one minute of arriving, the kids befriended 5-year-old Farmer Mya and they were off to explore the farm together. I was left in their dust to do the berry picking by myself.
I wasn’t truly alone, though, as I chatted across the rows of ripe berries with two other pickers, Kim, a fellow Duluthian, and Mary, a Wrenshallian. It was one of those wonderful conversations between strangers when the dialog flows easily and you feel like you’ve made a connection in just a few short minutes.
Meanwhile, other families arrived and the pack of kiddos expanded to include Daley’s friends James and Owen. Farmer Brian, who Daley described as “very nice,” offered the kids an opportunity to check out the farm equipment.
Another highlight for everyone were the rogue chickens, which had escaped from the Locally Laid Egg Company fenced hoop houses on the other side of the farm. The kids helped collect the run-aways and return them to their fenced pasture. For Daley, this experience was a dream come true (see his summer bucket list).
A Delicious and Important Education
A big THANK YOU to Farmers Brian, Jason, and Mya for creating such a magical experience. It was a morning of physical activity, fresh air, nutritious food, and an agricultural education. Being on your farm offered us a better understanding of the food supply process. Picking the berries ourselves allowed us to experience the labor behind our food. Being so close to and holding the chickens deepened our understanding of the food chain. We are now better able to connect the dots between the food in our grocery cart and how it gets there.
Making a Day of It
After leaving the farm, Finley, who was jazzed from the unexpected fun, asked if we could “explore somewhere new rather than go home.” So we spent a few hours in nearby Carlton. We ate lunch at the Streetcar Kitchen and Pub, visited a greenhouse to look at fairy garden items, examined the gigantic metal high school mascot, and played at the elementary school playground.
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