Here in Sandy,
turn your clocks back 20 years to find it just a little outside Portland,we have still been getting snow for the last few weeks as we are at 1,00

0 feet. We had a beautiful weekend a few weeks ago, but I don't remember when that was. Anyway, here we are past the middle of
February April and it doesn't seem like Summer will ever arrive.
(Keep in mind that during the summer, my whining post will be about how it's too hot - you know the drill.)
So, I needed a few things and decided to drive through the 40 degree rain to get to my
big box favorite place to wander around on a fine cold, rainy spring day. It's a good way to
get in trouble see what's new. I walked back into one of the refrigerator caves to pick up my 50 lb bag of salad, and smelled something yummy. It took me a minute to think about the clear box of red orbs

sitting in front of me. Then I was struck by a
need for strawberries. I am a somewhat conscientious shopper, and like to buy products that are at least relatively local. While I cringed, expecting to see "Chile" as the country of origin, I found that the strawberries were grown and processed in Califor nie aye. Hooray! I can buy the strawberries because
like 90% of Portland area citizens these are from California. American strawberries!! Woo Hoo!
What else could I do beside eat some of these "noms"... and take some pictures. Instead of editing work photos, or maybe marketing my services, or cleaning, or hanging out with my dog, I took a
gigabyte few photos. I have peppered them throughout this post. I hope you enjoy the shots as much as I enjoyed taking them.

There
WERE strawberries injured during the production of these photos.