Sun & Strawberries

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It’s an hour past my bedtime and I’m super distracted by an old episode of House but I am determined to write a blog anyway. Even if it’s a short one and it’s mostly just pictures of some strawberries.

Look, strawberries:

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Spring means sunshine, and strawberries, and neon tights with even more neoner shoes and charity shop gypsy skirts.

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Dipping them in sugar is my favourite way to eat them. The first ones of the season are from the US and are a bit sour.

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Pretty, sweet, sour and crunchy crunch.

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Green stuff is now happening in my fridge! We bought vegetables today! Real life vegetables not frozen from a bag at all even!

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It;s -3 outside today but it didnt stop us from barbecueing! I love not destroying the kitchen! CB fell and screwed up his foot and I have been working 4:30am to 7pm every day this week so the poor bugger’s been laid up in bed eating convenience store subs and beef jerky. I have been eating spoonfuls of granola and coffee. So this was really the first real food we had in a week.

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I SAW A ROBIN! IT’S ON NOW!

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Juniper berries, that now live in my coat pocket for some flavour in something later.

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Chicken dinner! YAY REAL FOOD! I also made a salad. We ate it like we were worried it was going to be taken away any seconds.

Bah sorry this is a boring post, but its been a nice sunny day of naps and running errands.. pretty low key. And Im sleepy, and HOUSE JUST SHAVED OMG is he on HEROIN!? OMG! So I gotta go.

See you tomorrow

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Author: Kara Lalalala

I write this blog for my family cause I am terrible at letters & emails.

8 thoughts on “Sun & Strawberries”

    1. The BBQ is imperative to our lives it seems. It means not messing up the kitchen, which I am down with! Ice cream maker is travelling ACHINGLY SLOWLY! I already have atleast 50 flavours I want to try. Also, Im on a wee island in Newfoundland. Where are you? Somewhere warm enough for a skirt this time of year. Jealous.

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