I went strawberry picking at a farm along
the Delaware River this morning.
It's a week or so past the optimum picking time
but I was quickly able to fill two quarts.
Afterward, I visited another favorite little out of the way farm.
Apparently I arrived during siesta, although not all were sleeping.
The magnificent red rooster was enormous and
full of the attitude one would expect from such a bird.
The other male was smaller but no less splendid.
The sheep and hens seemed unimpressed by the theatrics
and dozed away contentedly.
Strawberries with freshly whipped cream tonight.