As I was picking and enjoying the snick of pulling a ripe strawberry from the vine, there were lots of other sounds around me. Children's voices were my favorite. One little girl seemed very concerned about the dirt, and reminded her mother to wash the berries when they got home. Another announced "It's Raining Time!" when it started to sprinkle. A little boy asked if he could pick the "baby" berries. There were even a couple of conversations in languages I didn't know.
It has been at least 50 years since I started going to the strawberry patch with my mom and grandparents. I plan to keep going as long as I can.
Wishing you joy this week and always,
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