Strawberries N Tears


| 6/1/2013 8:23:01 PM


Tags: fresh strawberries, shortcake, family, sisters, devotion and love, birthdays, intolerable pain, grief, sadness tears, Vern R.,

Strawberries 'N Tears

VernWho can resist Mom's strawberry shortcake? Fresh berries from the patch sliced and sweetened, on top of a warm piece of shortcake fresh from the oven.

It is early June and the berry patches north and east of our little village are ready for picking. Today Dad or my older sister will take us to pick some.

This time of the year is one of my favorites. The garden is planted and growing. Time to pick and eat those big, red, luscious strawberries. Mr. Starner, the proprietor planted a few new patches last year, and today they directed us to one.

A new patch is a sight to behold. Lush, green foliage in straight mounded rows invites us to "come pick your own". Neighbors from far and wide are here to pick berries for shortcake, jam or just plain eating. This day is exciting. We are going to pick ten or twelve quarts to enjoy. Looking at the row, Mr. Starner placed straw in between the rows for one; to protect the crop, and two, make it easier on the knees when kneeling to pick.

Kneeling, and parting the very healthy looking plants made my eyes light up like a Christmas tree. Berries, all large, the size of a silver dollar and very ripe wait to be picked. I don't bring enough empty quart boxes. This is the most delightful part. Now on my hunkers, and using both hands, within a minute the first quart is full, and I never moved. Darn, this is going to be over much too soon. Before long all eight boxes are overflowing and I "must" leave; I have no will power. Maybe I forgot to mention this. For every five I picked, one didn't make it to the box. Sitting in the middle of this ten acre field surrounded by big red strawberries, I just didn't want to leave. Sis picked as many, and we proceeded to the check-out. Twenty-five cents per quart is paid and we head home.

nebraska dave
6/3/2013 4:36:57 PM

Vern, thank you for sharing your sad story and your very meaningful recipe. My grandson loves strawberries and this recipe looks simple enough that even I could make it. My grandson, Bradley, lives with me and his mother but has gone to Texas to visit his Dad for part of the summer. This recipe would be a great coming home surprise, don't you think? Your have such great memories from your youthful days. I hope you will share more. Have a great strawberry pie day.





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