Rolin farm is a strawberry farm located to the north of Brisbane. Every year in the season when strawberries are ripe, it will open to visitors for them to pick their own strawberries from the farm.
A few days ago, my wife told me that the strawberries in the supermarket are very cheap, which indicated that the arrival of peak season. Then yesterday, I made a phone call to the farm to get more information. The staff on the phone told me that it was available on Saturday (today) to pick strawberries on the farm but booking in advance was essential due to Covid. I then made a booking on the phone. As the time slots in the morning had been fully booked, I finally confirmed with them that we (including my mother and my sister), four adults and one toddler, would come to the farm at three o’clock in the afternoon.
Today is a sunny and warm day. The spring of Brisbane seems to have come. Ivan started to sleep at around eleven o’clock, and he became awake about one hour later, though he usually sleeps for a bit more than two hours at noon. Fortunately, he slept for half an hour on the way to the farm. Otherwise, he would be too tired.
We arrived at the farm a few minutes before 3 pm. Next to the car park was a little cottage. Inside the cottage was a reception counter with a couple of staff, who handled the registrations. The cottage also sold some products such as strawberries, orchids, honey, ice-creams and so on. I entered the cottage and told them I had booked the one-hour time slot starting at 3 pm. The staff at the reception then gave me a few punnets. Each punnet for a person. It was said that the punnet for an adult could contain around 500 grams of strawberries, and cost $8. There was also a small punnet for our kid, which could contain 250 grams.
Outside the cottage were some chairs, tables, a children’s playground and a big strawberry statue. A big strawberry field was located on the other side of the road. We first took some photos with the strawberry statue and then went across the road to the strawberry field. The sky was so blue today with few clouds. The sun shined on the green farm as if the ground was brushed with a level of golden oil. The strawberries, as red as rubies, inlaid within the green leaves. The larger ones were as big as a half palm and usually with irregular shapes, whereas the smaller ones were in heart shape. They emitted a type of fragrance, which was the scent of flesh and ripe strawberries. We tried our best to pick the larger strawberries and only consider smaller ones to fill the holes in the punnets. Before 4 pm, all of our punnets were full.
When the sun began to fall to the west, we left the farm and drove back home. As soon as we arrived home, we cleaned the strawberries and ate them. They were super sweet. There were quite a number of strawberries becoming soft due to the squeezing, but I felt that the softer ones tasted better and sweeter. They were not like the strawberries bought from supermarkets, which were usually a bit sourer, less red and harder. My wife said the strawberries picked from the farm dissolved in the month immediately when biting them. Ivan also had three, which was quite a lot for his little stomach.
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