The Strawberries are Calling My Name

I know it's only February. It isn't really spring. This warm stuff, this incredible warmth that is slowly melting the snow is just an illusion, because spring is still a whole month away. But I'm already envisioning grass, leaves, flowers...strawberries. I can smell them (the flowers and the strawberries. If I only had smellovision (or would that be smelloblog?) you could smell them too. But maybe you can. Use your imagination and breathe in deeply. I'll help with this picture. See? Strawberries? Let's go pick some!