first harvest
The first strawberries. This was last week, since my posts have not been so timely. But the strawberries were definitely timely! Who doesn’t love a juicy, red strawberry? They make your mouth rejoice.
And the radishes…crunchy and juicy, with a bit of a bite of their own.
Happy, yet sad. A season, whether a season of time in nature, or a season of our lives, is so fleeting and so precious. Then it’s gone, and we are left only with the bright imprint of it.
Yet I’m glad for the imprint.
