Saturday, July 5, 2008

The Fourth

We picked strawberries today. Great big huge ones, unbelievably sweet. I came home and made a batch of biscuits, and we ate strawberry shortcake for supper. The berries were so sweet that I did not even add sugar. Just fresh-out-of-the-oven biscuits topped with a hearty helping of strawberries still warm from the sun, topped with whipped cream. It was not our dessert, folks, it was our supper.
Then we went to the fireworks.
I can't think of any way to improve on this day. It was just about perfect, even though I did not get anywhere near my book.