A girl and a boy

She asked Martha could she please go over to Poppi's garden and have him join her in picking strawberries.  At one point she found a tiny unripened berry and spoke of it as a "baby strawberry" ~ she was so excited.  She had to pick it (and probably really wanted to pick a medium and large berry b/c a baby needs a "Mama and a Daddy") but she was happy enough to run from the garden and show both Martha and me what she had discovered. 

Not to be left behind was this little guy.  I'm not really sure what was going through his mind as he sat smack in the middle of the strawberry patch but I DO know that his heart was somewhere else:

THIS was were his heart was.  And with all the tools by the wood shed.  He touched them each with such tenderness.  He would have stayed there all day - beside those tools - in boy heaven :)