Strawberry Success!

We've had a boatload this year! Most ripened while I was on tour and gave Randy toppings for his nightly bowl of ice cream, but I was able to make a nice plump fresh strawberry pie when I came home.

"Are Wild Strawberries really wild?

Will they scratch an adult, will they snap at a child?

Should you pet them, or let them run free where they roam?

Could they ever relax in a steam heated home?

Can they be trained to not growl at the guests?

Will a litterbox work or would they leave a mess?

Can we make them a Cowberry, herding the cows,

Or maybe a Muleberry pulling the plows,

Or maybe a Huntberry chasing the grouse,

Or maybe a Watchberry guarding the house,

And though they may curl up at your feet oh so sweetly,

Can you ever feel that you trust them completely?

Or should we make a pet out of something less scary,

Like the Domestic Prune, or the Imported Cherry,

Anyhow, you’ve been warned and I will not be blamed

If your Wild Strawberry cannot be tamed."

                                                            ― Shel Silverstein, Where the Sidewalk Ends

I adore Shel Siverstein's poetry, don't you?

Grandbaby #13 - Andrew Collier Fairbank

I'm a hit and miss blogger... Mostly miss.  For me to blog, I have to be feeling fairly good, have a fairly large block of time, and have something in my head that I feel SOMEONE might find fairly interesting. Experiencing all three "fairly's" at one time seems to be a rarity these days.

This morning, I have a little guy on my mind. He was born nearly two months ago, and I haven't yet introduced him.

This is Andrew Collier Fairbank

 Born May 22  to Emily and Joseph

and of course, to a very proud, big brother, A.J.

He will be a valiant spirit to be sure!

He came to an amazing family!

“...a sweet new blossom of humanity, 

fresh fallen from God’s own home, 

to flower on earth.” 

Gerald Massey

(often quoted by President Thomas S. Monson)