My landlord is taking a short trip to see family, and asked if I wouldn't mind keeping an eye on things… including his dog, while he is away. He told me I could pick strawberries and gather any eggs from his chickens. I took him up on his offer. I   I wish this entry could include the incredible aroma of warm strawberries, but alas, you will have to exercise your imagination. Trust me. They are intoxicating. For some reason, today I am hyper aware of the difference between the above state of being ... and this state of being….   Dudes. The mind boggles.