My landlord is taking a short trip to see family, and asked if I wouldn't mind keeping an eye on things… including his dog, while he is away.
He told me I could pick strawberries and gather any eggs from his chickens.
I took him up on his offer.
I
I wish this entry could include the incredible aroma of warm strawberries, but alas, you will have to exercise your imagination.
Trust me.
They are intoxicating.
For some reason, today I am hyper aware of the difference between the above state of being ...
and this state of being….
Dudes.
The mind boggles.

