Mmmm… strawberries the size of ping pong balls – red sweetness and sloppy juice down the chin, with a satisfying little crunch/pop for each seed. The first time I saw a garter snake I was picking strawberries with my mom, for her famous strawberry jelly, in a “U-Pick” field. It startled me and then wriggled away – mom smiled and told me it was one of the ‘good’ snakes. Today, the multidimensional, holographic nature of the universe let me experience strawberries in the morning, calling mom around noon, and a garter snake in the garden in the afternoon.