Kiti, Cyprus

Strawberry Fields

It’s a Spring Sunday morning. Get in your car, and travel along the backroads. Driving through the endless countryside and cornfields. Keep driving. Breathing in the crisp air. By the third winding turn, you know you’re getting close - big strawberry signs. Once you hit the huge strawberry hanging from the unassuming shack, pull over.

Grab a crate of strawberries, and proceed to eat a few on your way home. Trying to take their flavors in; as inspiration of course. Mentally configuring on how to best make use of your stupendous purchase of strawberries. The crisp air now mixing with the smell of freshly picked strawberries; and it hits you…

So you spend the rest of your Sunday basking in the sun, hulling strawberries and dreaming of the PB&J you’re about to have.