Reddish fingers following a cranberry picking session at Russian River Campground.
Laura holds a bag of cranberries. The fruits of their labor.
Red, tart, and tiny--a cranberry about to be picked.
Emily picks some cranberries.The Hufford girls took a berry picking excursion yesterday in order to procure cranberries for Thanksgiving dinner. Known as low bush cranberries the girls made a haul--over six cups worth were picked one berry at a time! The timing has to be perfect. The berries are best picked after a frost and before they are covered by snow.
The day started off for them with breakfast at Louie's before making the drive to Russian River Campground. When they arrived, "berries were everywhere," and they picked them all within sight of the car. When I got home from work the entire kitchen counter was covered with cranberries in the drying stage. Moments later they were bagged and in the freezer. They will be great with our Thanksgiving turkey and the Hufford girls will have fond memories of...Russian River Cranberries.
