Thursday, June 25, 2015

Building memories


There are a few things about every season that makes your childhood memories come alive. Often they are connected to one of our senses, may it be visual, something we smell, hear or feel. Like picking wild strawberries from the side of the road. We picked many. A whole plate full and when Nelly tasted her first bursting red wild strawberry she cried out in delight:
"Mama! It tastes of Sweden! And they smell so good. Smell them Mama! So sweet. Try one!"

And I tried one and I was brought back to when I was 11 and picking wild strawberries at my Dad's summer house. I remember exactly where on the curvy dirt road it was and I remember the cows grazing near by. I can even remember the denim shoes with white laces I was wearing at the time. And my blue and white stripy T-shirt. And I remember the excitement of finding not just one but filling up a long straw of red delight. And I sure remember the sweet and intense fragrance of wild strawberries in a coffee cup. That is something very special indeed. It is the moments that counts. Building memories. Every day.


Kärlek
Annette


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11 comments :

  1. Oh, you are sooooo right!!! And if we find the taste of childhood later, it's like paradise!!!
    Happy days
    Elisabeth

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  2. Strawberries always seem to taste better when you pick them yourself don't they? Yum! xx

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  3. О!Как прекрасно и вкусно!

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  4. How cool! I've never seen wild strawberries before.

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  5. Oh yes indeed! Very well put. For me and mine it's blackberries.

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  6. The always taste so much bigger than they really are. I picked a kilo from our alotment yesterday but they were the big ones,. Jo x

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  7. So lovely! I found that when I went back to Canada a few weeks ago - isn't it lovely when those memories come flooding back?

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  8. mmmm I can taste them!
    Have a summer filled with memories

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  9. Reminds me of the blackberry bushes we used to have behind my parent's house when I was 11 too! It was such a summer treat to each fresh, warm blackberries right off the plant.

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Kärlek
Annette

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