Shall I compare thee......to a summer's day...
Last year, Debbie planted strawberries in the strip of property between the sidewalk and the street. According to Debbie (since we have all learned I have no clue about plants) they did very well their first year and I had strawberries until November when weather and season finally put them to sleep. They awoke several weeks ago and seemed to have renewed energy to grow and GROW and GROW. They are at least double the size of last year--some maybe triple. And berries galore. I've picked one ripe one here and there but this morning when I went out and checked, there were enough to get a small bowl for them--I couldn't hold them in one hand and pick.
Work was crazy today and those berries sat and waited all day! I finally washed them and started eating them around 3 PM. As the ripe berries released their juices on my tongue, I kept thinking of a sonnet by William Shakespeare (I learned from Google) #18
Shall I compare thee to a Summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And Summer's lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And oft' is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd:
But thy eternal Summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;
Nor shall Death brag thou wanderest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou growest:
So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
Couldn't have said it better myself, Will!