We went strawberry picking a few days ago and what sweetness we have been eating. At our house in Illinois we have a small patch we’ve been nurturing, but we were in Tennessee for peak season and had to indulge. You could actually smell the sugar in the air, I truly mean it. Each boy got a basket to pick. Our youngest gave up with his basket half full, but entertained himself by running up and down the aisles. I intended to make jam, but honestly, we’ve eaten them all. Next year I’ll have to can them the same day.