Last Thursday, Matt and I went to the house of one of the older couples in our church to pick strawberries. I had never picked strawberries before, but they are my favorite fruit so I thought we’d give it a try. After climbing over 2 barbed wire fences, going around two barns, and slipping in the mud, we finally found the strawberry patch. We only picked about a gallon and then it started to rain so we left. Our intentions when we made plans to pick the strawberries was to leave them for the older couple…to save them some work…so we left them hanging on their door handle (they are always leaving us produce on our door handle or on top of our car). Yesterday at church I got griped at by both of them for not taking the strawberries home with me. Oh well….so much for being generous…next time I’m taking my strawberries home with me!!!