We went early. We picked only what we could eat in the next few days. There is no need to rush. We live such a lovely drive away, through woods and water, over bridges that look like churches and through fields of ripening berries. Summer. Makes my heart swell. Makes me want to go berry picking EVERY DAY.
Is It a Red Flag? (Jane Eyre Edition)
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