I had every intention of sharing a pie with you today. I have several 1-pound baggies full of small, local strawberries that I froze at the beginning of summer. And I was in the mood for pie. But that all went downhill when I decided to stop at our community garden a few days ago. I was heading home after running an errand under the steamy midday sun, and I decided to take a detour.
I've said it before and I'll say it again, as I get older, the years fly by faster and faster. You mean, summer is already well on its way to being over? When did that happen? Stopping at the community garden has not even crossed my mind this year. So, detour...
