Jun 06, 2007 13:25
I was a good girl last night and went to yoga. (And realized I really am getting that fat. Grrr.)
Anyway, when I came home, I found that my lovely husband had picked, washed and left out for me the spoils from our garden:
Fresh,
sweet,
bright and shiny wet strawberries.
From our garden.
The very first ones.
And he left them for me. So....
I was naughty and had one.
It was glorious.
I am loved, and so is he, cause I shared them. 8 )