Fresh-Picked Strawberries
Encouraging Words at the Dining Room Table
The other day I took a bite of a strawberry at breakfast and suddenly I was back at my grandmother’s dining room table, trying my best to keep from dripping strawberry juice on the crocheted tablecloth.
I had just told my Aunt Arlene that I could write about anything.
“Even this strawberry!” I said, taking a big, juicy bite out of the fresh-picked fruit,…
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