Strawberry days

A few days ago before the rain, I picked all the ripe strawberries and still have a big bowlfull while others ripen. Alanis likes berries and chomps hers down as soon as I give them to her. When I give Miro a strawberry, he takes it to the living room to play with before eating it. I'd be unhappy about that if the carpet weren't already a wreck.

Please, may I have some more?

We wait all year for local strawberries and have them for just a few weeks. Washington strawberries are very sweet and don't keep for more than a few days after they're picked--very different from the ones found in the grocery store. 
While the parrots love blueberries and raspberries, they won't eat strawberries. The chickens happily eat the green tops and any berries that have been attacked by the slimy creatures of the night.

That one looks just right.

All the snap peas seem to be getting ready at the same time even though I planted different sections a few weeks apart, just as the directions say. We have been eating snap peas for days, with plenty more to go. Everybody loves them, raw or cooked.

There's a heap with colorful flowers and a heap with white flowers.

Yes, that's last night's rain.