Strawberries

Last Christmas my mom sent several of us the Harry and David fruit of the month.  Since her death I have received: a pineapple and, today, strawberries.

They are, quite honestly, the largest strawberries I have ever seen.

But, the thing I noticed (apart from the pang of reading "love mom" on the lid of the box) was that the box reads, "happiness delivered".

Too bad it doesn't quite work that way...


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