I love going outside on a rainy morning and coming inside with something like this. The pop of a strawberry coming off the stem, the thrill of looking under leaves to find something red and round, the smell of wet dirt...it is a good morning.
This is the first day we've picked strawberries. Last year, we got a very low yield after weeding out some Creeping Charlie two years ago. The weed wrapped itself around most of our strawberry plants, so to remove it required unearthing each plant. We also had a drought that summer, so the weeding and replanting and baking in the sun was a bit too much for most of the plants to take. After two years, we're finally starting to get some strawberries back. The ground ivy is still a problem, but I've promised the strawberries I'd be more vigilant about weeding it before it strangles them.
Oh, and I found a pretty egg when I opened up the chicken coop this morning. (See it nestled in the strawberries, above.)