Bone tired but glowing.
I love that feeling don't you? Your body aches, your feet throb, your skin is still radiating the days heat, but you have had the best time.
Its a wonderful thing, when your sighs of exhaustion are only from being physically active, roaming about in open air, pushing on, because it is just so damn good to be alive! Something not to be taken for granted, but to be relished and revelled in. Remembered.
I ran and ran and ran this morning before the air became too still.
We jumped in the little blue car and wound our unfamiliar way to a Cheshire Farm, on a hunt! A crusade for the fattest, freshest, juice-full Summer strawberries. Field fresh. The scent of adventure suspended in the ripples of warm air. But perhaps of course it was just the waft of sun cream?
Blisteringly hot, but with plenty of water, farm made ice cream and frequent hide outs in the shade of hedgerows we have literally spent the whole day from early morning, till dusk picking, playing, sauntering and happily pootling.
We have picked our collective body weight in fruit.
Cries of "Mummy...I found one!" making me smile, laugh a new at each wonderous discovery. In a field full of them. "This one is so juicy. What a dobber! This one is mine!" they chant.
"Oh perfect" I declare. "A jewel of a berry"
So beautiful. So many delicious possibilities.
Jumbleberry Jam, cakes and bakewells, pavlova, sorbet or icecream, coulis, smoothies, frozen served with a hunk of chocolate or suspended in ruby jellies.....oh the joyful, abundant possibilities of summer eating.