Home is where we do the everyday stuff that seems too ordinary to talk about. That's what has filled most of my days for the past two weeks. There were daily trips to the strawberry patch. The variety that my folks planted produces small berries, but when they're ripe, their color is such a dark red it is almost purple. The sweet-tart taste is unbelievable. And there's nothing better than berries capped as soon as they're picked, sugared and served over my mother's shortcake.
Friday I travelled from the farm in Carroll County, MO to my daughter Stacey's home in Tulsa for a major dose of lovin' on my grandson Aiden. More later.
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