And then the sun thought that he must create something entirely new: something so vivid, fragrant, and delicious, that even the first woman would not fail to take notice of them in her resolute and unhappy mood. And so he blessed the ground again with his rays, and the first patch of strawberries spread over the ground. Their sweet scent filled woman's senes, and mood lighter. She began to look around her, and she saw the bright red fruit hiding beneath he leaves. It looked so enticing that she picked one and tried it. She tasted the strawberry on her tongue, and she began to remember the happiness she knew when she first set up home with her husband. She found she no longer felt the pressing desire to leave him. She sat down on the found she no pressing ground and wondered what she must do. And then at last the first woman stood up and started to walk once again, to the West, and back to the first man.