Low hanging fruit

I've had really bad dystopian dreams over the last week. Coupled with air pressure headaches due to the thundery weather, not good.

Today (my rest day) I let myself carry on sleeping and woke up at 11am.

I thought it was Friday, was relieved it's just Thursday and we haven't been taken over by robots.

The Fragaria strawberry which I have tended carefully has produced just two fruits so far and they are as ripe as they are going to be. They are still pink on the outside but when I sliced into one for Peanut and I to share (see extra) discovered they are vivid red inside.

I think Peanut would agree they are the tastiest strawberries we have ever eaten.