1,000 strawberries in the shape of a strawberry

Strawberries are in season and everybody is just going about their business as if nothing happened. They look the same but are not. Each looks different but they are not. This is how you know.

Strawberries are a June thing. If it’s June, you must eat strawberries. If you exist of the land in the midwest, and it’s June, you are reading this in one hand while holding a strawberry in your other hand.

You turn up at the farmers market and all of a sudden, for four weeks, everybody has strawberries. People who have no business growing fruit have strawberries. People who don’t even like eating strawberries are trying to sell them to you. You ask where they came from and they look at you like you have six heads.

Clearly you should get strawberries, but you have too many options. You look at everybody selling food, find the biggest hippie with the strongest aura, and ask them where to find strawberries. They instantly point you to one booth, and say “go here. You will never want strawberries from anywhere else again.”