Better than any argument is to rise at dawn and pick dew-wet red berries in a cup.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I love berries. Strawberries, blueberries, raspberries, black berries, anything with an 'errie' in it!
I think that if you shake the tree, you ought to be around when the fruit falls to pick it up.
Sometimes you've just got to grab an apple - or grapes, or strawberries. Something that's healthy but maybe a little bit more adventurous, if you can see fruit as adventurous.
Let us learn to appreciate there will be times when the trees will be bare, and look forward to the time when we may pick the fruit.
I can drink tea until the cows come home and I love the atmosphere in tea-shops.
One must ask children and birds how cherries and strawberries taste.
If someone says, hey, you know, this long weekend, let's go skydiving - I would say, no, are you nuts? I'd just as soon sit down and have a cup of tea.
I rise near dawn, make a strong cup of coffee, wander to my desk and come fully awake by reading something written the day before.
Whatever I do is done out of sheer joy; I drop my fruits like a ripe tree. What the general reader or the critic makes of them is not my concern.
I'd better make hay while the sun shines.