We've been picking strawberries from our strawberry patch at home this week. The whole family enjoys finding the ripe ones and picking them. It's almost a contest of who can find and pick the most. We bring our evening bounty inside where I wash and prepare each one. I put the best on the table. Raelyn LOVES eating as many as possible, while Max just says "I don't like stwawberries." Mark and I eat whatever is left.
Today when I got home from work there was one perfect strawberry on the windowsill. Mark said, "I picked this perfect berry just for you."
I took this photo and then...
... I ate it. It tasted just as perfect as it looked.
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