Just yesterday I was cursing my backyard bunny for chewing up my strawberries as they even approached a pinkish hue. This morning as I walked to the car I decided to take another peek. Hooray! One whole, fresh, ripe berry, plus a few others untasted on their way to ripeness.
I considered leaving it there for Angstrom to discover this evening. But then a little (somewhat selfish) voice inside me asked, “what if the rabbit ate it in the meantime? Then it would go to waste!” So I picked it and ate it right there. So sweet, still warm from the sun: it was fantastic! And, the others that were almost ripe this morning should be ready for the A man to discover tonight.