when the sight of these beauties would have sent me running in the opposite direction. Seriously. Where did I pick-up my aversion? I have no idea. Slowly, over the past seven years I have gradually come to know their deliciously simple pleasure.
Granted, it started with shortcake, then recently one of the chocolate-covered variety, and finally…today, pure and simple strawberry. Perhaps it was the perfect blend of sunshine and breeze that made it seem right. Or was it the grubby little hand grasping tightly to my finger as we traversed the uneven ground of Papa’s Garden?
Perhaps all of these factors combined into the perfect taste of summer.