Thursday, June 18, 2009

Strawberry Fields Forever









Strawberry Fields Forever

Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.
Nothing is real and nothing to get hung about.
Strawberry Fields forever.

Living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see.
It's getting hard to be someone but it all works out.
It doesn't matter much to me.

Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.
Nothing is real and nothing to get hung about.
Strawberry Fields forever.

No one I think is in my tree, I mean it must be high or low.
That is you can't you know tune in but it's all right.
That is I think it's not too bad.

Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.
Nothing is real and nothing to get hung about.
Strawberry Fields forever.

Always no sometimes think it's me, but you know I know when it's a dream.
I think, er No, I mean, er Yes but it's all wrong.
That is I think I disagree.

Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.
Nothing is real and nothing to get hung about.
Strawberry Fields forever.
Strawberry Fields forever.
Strawberry Fields forever.

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I get very excited when our local produce market has their opening day. While working the produce market last season, I got to know the strawberry vendor. He is an older man that comes from Watsonville with fresh strawberries that are picked earlier the day before and he leaves before the sun even thinks about waking up (if the sun should do such an act). Strawberries are a popular item so you have to go early because they go fast. When I purchase strawberries from him, he gives me a deal and I always appreciate it.

Sunset Beach is surrounded with rolling fields of strawberries. Whenever we drive by them, I watch the workers pick them and load them onto the trucks to be taken to the grocery stores and markets. I can't help but appreciate the berries even more when I witness this.

My daughter Diandra and I always bust out singing in harmony, Strawberry Fields Forever by the Beetles. The week spent there is always an impressionistic dreamworld experience.

;)

5 comments:

  1. I love the fantastic Strawberry smell as you pass these fields.

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  2. I can almost taste the sweetness of the strawberry. I am envious.

    Thanks for sharing.

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  3. I would watch the people pick them to, but I didnt think of the beetles song. I would always wonder what kind of lives they lived or where they came from. Love it.

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  4. I love Strawberries and Strawberry Fields forever what a great post
    we are so lucky to have great strawberries and berries around our area!

    love you Bunches
    Tia

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  5. That is just an answer to my question, where do all the strawberries in the market come from. I've seen the fields and yet it still boggles my mind.

    Btw, I bought some today too. Bet mine aren't nearly as fresh as yours!

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