There had been a lot of strawberries in the bowl.

 

 

 

But, for one reason or another,

 

 

 

that didn’t last long.

 

 

 

The drupes (not berries, really,) looked much better in the grass than in the bowl.

 

 

 

And what, with the one child handing them to the other,

 

 

 

and the eating,

 

 

 

and the coveting,

 

 

 

and the other child taking them from the first,

 

 

 

and some sharing,

 

 

 

and— hey!

 

 

 

That’s okay. There’s more.