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The Strawberry Festival

Celebrating strawberry season
Celebrating the strawberry

The strawberry ‘is the wonder of all the Fruits growing naturally in those parts … In some parts where the Natives have planted, I have many times seen as many as would fill a good ship, within a few miles compasse.’

~ Roger Williams, founder of Providence in 1636

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How was your weekend?  Did you do anything exciting?  Or not exciting but worth a mention?

Strawberries, but not from around here.
Strawberries, but not from around here.

M and I went to the Somerset Strawberry Festival on Saturday.  There didn’t seem to be much to it, but that may have something to do with when we went.  We were there in between the morning ceremonies and the afternoon parade.

Not many people
Not many people

As you can see from the above photo, there were not many people at the festival.  Perhaps it picked up later, closer to the start of the parade.  There were not many vendors, either, but from what I’ve read, the Strawberry Festival is fairly new, this being their fifth year.  Perhaps it will pick up in time, and grow larger.

Everything crabby
Everything crabby

The festival is held in the town of Marion Station.  I’d like to go back and take more photos.  There are some interesting buildings there.  Marion Station was once known for being the largest shipper of strawberries in the world.  Berries grown on the Eastern Shore were auctioned off at an auction block in town.  Farmers in the area, following the money, grew strawberries until a combination of improper crop rotation, disease, and the Great Depression put an end to the strawberry industry in and around Marion Station.

Soft shell crab sliders
Soft shell crab sliders

According to The History of the Strawberry Industry, abandoned farmhouses dot the countryside, monuments to the more prosperous times when the strawberry industry was booming.

On the main street in town.
On the main street in town.

M and I went to the festival to buy some berries, and pick up lunch.  M had the soft shell crab sandwiches, and I ended up with some fries and a single order of the crab pops.  They were okay.  I will need to learn to like crab and oysters if we’re going to be attending festivals in this area, as this is crab and oyster territory.

More crabbiness
More crabbiness

The strawberries they had for sale were not from the Eastern Shore.  The woman selling them told us that normally they come from one of the local farms, but the berries were not ready in time for the festival this year so the farm market brought in some from North Carolina.  They were okay.  The locally grown strawberries M and I bought a week or so ago, north of here, were much tastier.  Strawberries grown for travel don’t seem to have the same flavor and juiciness as those grown to be picked and eaten nearby.

Lions Club
Lions Club

This area is so beautiful and so rich in history.  As much as I enjoy photographing abandoned buildings, it seems a terrible shame that nothing has come along to revitalize the communities.

I can't imagine what one might hunt in this building.

 

That’s about it from the Wabi-Sabi Ranch on this summer-like Monday.  It was in the 80’s by 10:00 this morning.   I could be wrong, but I think summer is here to stay.  I noticed this morning that we have blueberries and raspberries.  I don’t think it will be too long before they’re ready to pick.

Parking in the buttercups.
Parking in the buttercups.

Thank you for visiting.  Thank you, too, for all your comments and likes.  A big welcome to my new visitors and followers.  I’ve gotten behind again on returning visits, and hope to catch up soon.  It’s a busy time of year (more on that soon), but I will try to take time out to see what’s going on in your life.

Be good, be kind, be loving.  Just Be.  🙂

Old church
Old church

 

 

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Robin is a photographer, artist, writer, wife, sometime poet, mom, grandma, daughter, sister, friend, and occasional traveler currently living on the Eastern Shore of Maryland. She finished a 365 commitment to get outside every day in 2011, and has turned it into a lifelong commitment taking one or more walks each day. Robin will continue to share her walks through her words and images on Breezes at Dawn. Older posts can be found at Life in the Bogs, her previous blog. Robin and her husband are in the midst of renovating the house and property they refer to as the Wabi-Sabi Ranch, 35 acres that include marsh, a dock on a tidal creek, meadows, and woodlands. Every day brings new discoveries.

13 thoughts on “The Strawberry Festival

  1. Robin I love the old buildings. They have so much more to wonder about and love and imagine. I would enjoy a nice cool strawberry treat while walking around these old storied buildings. 🙂

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    1. I love them too, CM. If only the walls and windows could talk, and release all those stories about the people who lived and loved there… 🙂

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    1. It’s always exciting when the strawberries come in, Michael. It means the rest of summer’s wonderful produce can’t be too far behind. 🙂

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  2. Sounds like a fun weekend, Robin. I especially loved the photo of the car parked in the buttercups. Excellent juxtaposition! Our weekend was fairly uneventful, which is just what we needed. Glad you had a good one!

    Hugs from Ecuador,
    Kathy

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  3. Oysters are one food that I have absolutely no desire to learn to like, although I don’t mind crab. But those strawberries look fabulous…it’s a shame they weren’t locally grown though. The town looks like a wonderful place to explore another day too. 🙂

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    1. I can manage raw oysters, Joanne, but not the cooked variety. I think it will be fun to wander around the town sometime in the future, and get a good look at things without the tents set up for the festival and the cars blocking the buildings.

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  4. Mmmmm! I could live on strawberries!!! 😀
    With all the crab on the menu, you would think it was a crab festival LOL (hubby would be SO jealous if he saw your pictures! He grew up in MD and misses good ol’ Maryland Bluecrabs… and soft shell crabs)

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