is there a sweeter activity in june than strawberry picking? i told jeremy that strawberries should have the slogan 'everyone's favourite berry' and he said 'they're not my favourite berry' and i said ok, how about 'strawberries. a lot of people like them' and he said 'that one's good'.
we picked them on sunday from phil's garden. i used half in the strawberry rhubarb crumble i made for desert and brought the other half home with us to eat, and enjoy, and appreciate the literal fruits of our labour.
the straw felt warm and soft on my feet.
my bounty! strawberries are crazy because it will look like there aren't that many on the plants until you start to move the leaves around and find huge clumps, hiding and hanging out together having a strawberry party.
i'd like to go to a strawberry party.
i was so proud to put my strawberry fingers on the page of our recipe book! now i'll always remember the day i first made this cobbler! and jeremy will always remember the seventy-sixth time i made a mess of something!
and here we have it - a warm crumble, some cool cream and this june memory has marked its place in my summer heart.
go strawberry picking! take your friends and your lovers and your adorable babes in white sun hats.