Strawberries

I was eating a strawberry last night before I went to bed and I got a flash of a memory from when I was little!  Now I can not tell you the number of times I have eaten strawberries since I have been an adult or even older teenager and not thought of when I was little girl.  Maybe since it was Mother's Day and I had enjoyed a nice afternoon with my mom and step-dad I was in the right frame of mind to remember. 

When I was a little girl my mom had attempted to grow strawberries.  Now when I say attempted I don't mean that she was a failure at it. She did very well in getting them to grow and she even had berries on the plants!!  For a while she couldn't figure out why there were hardly even any ripe berries, though.   I think it was because two blonde haired little girls would sneak out in the back yard and find all the little berries, green or red, and eat them before mom could pick them!!   As I stood there last night eating that strawberry I was smiling to myself and remembering going out in our yard and searching for those little berries.  The green ones were very tart but they were still good.  I am surprised that we didn't get tummy aches from those!  I like when I remember little things like that, it makes me feel like I am home again!