When my Melanie was two and I was pregnant with Nina, we lived in New Orleans. Melanie was dubbed Strawberry Queen, as the juicy monster-sized berries that we bought from local markets were her favorite food on earth and she practically swam in their juices as she munched and slurped. Her birthday cake that year was a white cake with white frosting and STRAWBERRIES on top, and all that she ate were the berries. Every one.
Yesterday Melanie, Luciana and Sky flew off to Hawaii for a wee vacation and I am tending their home. This morning, as I watered the outdoor flower pots, the flowers and plants that Luciana has so exuberantly, abundantly been watering in the heat, I found THIS in her strawberry pot!
Luciana will be two this month and Melanie is carrying her little brother or sister.
Circles, universe rhythms, LIFE. Is it not wondrous? Thank you little berry, I shall not pick you, I shall wait and let Luciana, Strawberry Princess, discover you!