This week, Chloé and I took Meeko for a walk where we knew there was a patch of wild strawberries growing. We picked quite a few (Meeko too) and just in time. The huge municipal lawn mowers appeared on the horizon just as we were getting up to leave. There was talk of making custard tarts topped with the wild berries but, with exams, there wasn't really time to make elaborate recipes. We ate them on cereal and mixed into yogurt instead. I particularly love their sweet smell.
|Proof of my strawberry picking time (the hole was already there)|
mesclun is beautiful right now and ready for a lovely salad tonight.
In our front yard, the 'Royal Wedding' Oriental poppies have just bloomed. I showed them to Emma yesterday and she said 'You show them to me every year.' Imagine how boring I am to live with. :)