Tuesday, June 8, 2010

strawberry fields forever

We've got a beautiful day here. I wanted everyone, but especially my soon-to-be-friends in Singapore to see how I get to start every morning this time of the year. It is strawberry season, so I head out to my small strawberry patch (I bet that's a new word for many of you) and pick fresh strawberries for breakfast. Look how many I picked this morning!

I'd bring some along, but I think they'll be mush after my 20+ hours of travel.

See you next week!


  1. Yummy!! I'll be over with the tea, coissants and brie... goat cheese... brie... Both!!!

  2. I'd be happy to help pick them next spring, but I have to warn you that I still eat most of the berries as I pick them.

  3. I think anyone who gets out to pick the strawberries gets to eat as many as they want.

  4. Mom used to remind us that the German word for strawberries is something like "erdberren" or earthberries. You have to bend and crawl and get close to the earth to pick and enjoy this wonderful summer fruit.