October 22, 2020
October 23, 2020
Simultaneously, as I continue to draw pictures of strawberries, the strawberries that I can’t consume … So I’m making the strawberry sauce. You can spread it on toast or eat it with yogurt.
イチゴの絵を描き続けると同時に、消費しきれないイチゴが、、、。なので、イチゴソース作ってます。トーストにぬってもいいし、ヨーグルトとも一緒に食べれる。
Seeing your strawberries turning into delicious homemade jam, reminds me of this sweet poem by Emily Dickinson.*
“Over the fence—
Strawberries— grow—
Over the fence—
I could climb— if I tried, I know—
Berries are nice!
But— if I stained my Apron—
God would certainly scold!
Oh, dear, — I guess if He were a Boy—
He’d— climb— if He could!”
Haha! I wish the god is not only an old and wise guy. I wish he is a boy and a girl.
Even he was an old wise guy, I guess that he may not scold her if she made her apron stained. He might understand the temptation of strawberry and the desire to climb high places.