Strawberry Fields forever.

Went Strawberry picking today. B making her usual batch of Jams for the summer and beyond. Got stung many times....damn stinging nettles, you don't notice them tucked away in the plants.

Found a nice poem online which I dedicate to my B:

The depth of our love like an ocean will never be known,
I'll always savour the strawberry flavour of your immaculate kiss,
Soaked with your love to the bone, hearts etched in stone,
Never a moment I'll miss, most search a lifetime for love like this.
K.Wild

Soft I know. But hey.....won't get any jam otherwise!