The day I have been thinking about all year is finally here....it’s time to go strawberry picking! There are so many things that I love about being in a strawberry field. The warmth of the sun on my back and a cool breeze in my face. Turning over the leaves and finding a big, juicy red berry. Hearing that satisfying “snap” as the berry is picked from the bush. Looking up at the clear, blue sky of a Maine summer’s morning. Once I get started with the picking it is hard to stop, as I pile berries into my overflowing bowl. I am already thinking about the strawberry shortcake we are going to eat for dessert.
These are the kind a memories that become inspiration.