I stopped by my friend’s house to water her plants the other day. She has three big ones and several smaller ones – nothing to strenuous to deal with. The job was done in half an hour, and that included time to dawdle.
What took longer was getting from the house back to my car.
Her walkway is lined with strawberries, so of course I had to pick a cupful to take home with me for my desert that night. They’re ripening on the vine as we speak, and she is gone for three whole weeks – I have to eat them! It’s my duty as a concerned friend to make sure her house and yard are well looked after, and that includes insuring that things don’t go to waste.
And, oh my… do they ever taste good! They’re the “wild” ones that haven’t been bread for size, thereby loosing all their flavor. They are covered in spider webs, and the local birds have been at them – but wash them up a bit, trim off the nibbled parts, and they are absolutely scrumptious!
I can’t wait to go back again – this time, I’ll take a bigger cup with me.
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