I started putting one strawberry on the wooden fence under the shade of a tree. It reminded me of a person waiting for someone. He needed someone to keep him warm and happy, so I put a second strawberry next to it, so they can lean on each other. Now it looked like the two strawberries are in love; that’s what couples do when they are in love. They sit on a fence with their head on each other’s shoulders.

After that, I thought it would be nice to have a family. So I added a baby strawberry on the fence. And then a few more kids…

One strawberry on the fence is lonely.
Two strawberries on the fence, is definitely romantic.
Three strawberries would make a family.

And with the unexpected visit from a hairy visitor – a surprise!

This was indeed like “a box of chocolate.” And when the caterpillar decided to sink its teeth into my strawberry, I reacted quickly to get my family of strawberries away. They are all frozen in my freezer now waiting to be made into a smoothie.

I am bad. After all they have done for me, how can I? Is there anyone out there willing to adopt a family of frozen strawberries?