Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Strawberry Thief

Stop, thief. Well, really it's my friend Stan, and I say go ahead and enjoy the sweet strawberries growing in the planter outside that I haven't been offered. When I am out on the deck I can see them dangling above me, but I can't reach them yet. Temptation from the nectar of the gods.

1 comment:

  1. Hey Henry: Why not coerce your buddy Stan into knocking a few of those berries down to the ground where you can have easssy access to a bevy of this berryliciousness?