Aztec gold-brown soil between rows and rows of summer green invites berry-gatherers shorts and sun hats baskets in hand
techniques unique to each
stooping for close inspection looking for perfection color, form, ripeness choosing one by one
bending just enough to grab handfuls in a hurry sun beats down wiping brow
others mosey enjoying the peace of this stretch of land so well tended so bounteous
best approach little child plopped down near the beginning hand to mouth fast as she can crimson juice coloring lips drips down chin beneath contented impish smile
A memory of my two-year-old niece's introduction to strawberry picking.