During the cold winter months we long for warm weather where we can all ditch our shoes in favor of bare feet. Every summer day the kids are ready to run through the cool grass in search of adventure. If we are lucky enough our lush sheep pasture yields a crop of fresh wild strawberries hidden under wild grasses and leaves; ripe red jewels peeking out just waiting to be picked. We pretend we are bears and fill our bellies with sweet strawberries and giggles and our faces are pink from summer sun. We carry our sweet treasures carefully back to the house to be savored and shared in our kitchen.