I was pleasantly surprised to see these beautiful dime-sized wild Indian strawberry blossoms hiding in our back yard grass this morning . To me they are more than pretty little blooms ~ they are reminders of times spent with my very dear friend, Freda Willard, in Northern Maine with the better known tiny white strawberry blossoms that grow into full-grown ripe,red berries. What a delightful memory this morning! And, yet, what amazing beauty is included in each individual tiny yellow bloom all on its own!
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