Strawberry Fields- Davian

When I was little, I loved it that my birthday was in June because it meant strawberries.  Strawberry pie, strawberries with milk and sugar, strawberries with angel food cake and whipped cream...Who needed a traditional birthday cake?

When we asked Violet where strawberries came from and  her reply was the strawberry store we knew what had to be done.  Off to the strawberry patch we went, where we ate juicy red berries still warm from the sun and picked some to take home.  Of course, Violet, being Violet, refused to taste a single one until she had filled her bucket; yet upon that first taste, she sat down in the dirt and devoured strawberry after strawberry until she had nearly emptied the bucket and had to start all over again.

Feels like summer.