Today is a most exciting day: the first of the strawberries are showing up at the farmer’s market! I couldn’t resist picking some up; the smell is one of my favorites of summer.

Strawberries remind me of being a kid and going with my mom, grandfather, and brother to pick strawberries at a nearby farm. They’d weigh your containers when you arrived, you’d go pick until you couldn’t fit anymore strawberries in your buckets or bowls, and then they’d charge you per pound after a final weigh-in. My mom used to joke that my brother ate so many strawberries – one for the bowl, one for him – that the farm needed to check his weight before we left!

When we got home, the strawberries became jam, or went into a bowl with a little sugar for strawberry shortcake, or we’d pop them straight into our mouths.

I can’t stop smiling when I catch a whiff of the basket.

First strawberries of the season!

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