Last night was strawberries and whipped cream!
There are only 74 days until the first day of spring. In no time at all, I'll be picking fresh strawberries from my own patch on a weekend morning, lazing in the sun and enjoying a breakfast on the deck. Strawberries are better fresh from the patch, warmed by the sun. I hope J's there to share them with me.
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And it'll be motorcycle riding weather again! Yippee!!
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