There was one summer evening at Purlescence probably two years ago where Sandi and Kaye had a big bowl of huge strawberries set out for the nibbling. They belonged to an organic farmshare and it was the peak of the season.
Those strawberries tasted like the ones my family drove an hour to a pick-your-own place near Camp David to get when I was growing up–and nothing like the grocery store’s. Wow. I went home and looked their supplier up and the demand was greater than the supply; new customers were not being accepted.
Saw something today and finally went looking again.
Our first Full Circle box comes next week. Spitzenbergs will be in it. I can’t wait.
p.s. Hat, finished, scarf, finished, baby dress, finished, baby blanket, finished. Happy Aftober!