"....Let me take you down, ’cause I’m going to (too.)
Strawberry fields...."
While my mom and I did visit John Lenon's memorial site in Central Park while in New York (not on purpose -- just a part of the tour we were on)....
....and our pedi-cab driver showed us the building outside of which Lenon was shot and killed (since I like history that part was interesting)....
....THIS post is NOT about those strawberry fields.
It is about THESE strawberry fields!
In the spirit of not forgetting the little things, the special moments, the gifts that God has given to us, here is a little photo journey of my day at the "strawberry fields."
Boxes start out empty, ready to be filled
Fingers move quickly, not wanting to be stilled
Taste buds water with the desire for these juicy treats
Overflowing to the brim, see the delights that we get to eat!
Fingers show the signs of our dear labors of love
And God give us extra delights with His own special gift from above.
Loved spending the day with my family, doing something that
we have never done before....
TOGETHER
as we went down to the "strawberry fields."
**Special thanks to Oakley Farms for letting us pick in their fields! SO YUMMY!
2 comments:
Nice poem! What are you going to do with all those strawberries?
Haha! Thanks, Anna! We pared all of them and put them in gallon Ziploc bags and stored them in my sister's deep freezer. My sister & her husband made some jam out of some of theirs already too. It was lots of fun!
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