The volunteer strawberries that turned up last year really are strawberry plants! Not only did they spread out in a generous swath under one of the pear trees, they are ripening much earlier. It’s still May, and yesterday I picked a handful of fruits and today another handful and tomorrow…
So excited. They are sweet, tart plump red berries of coolness. Yum. Thank you, bees.
I still don’t remember planting strawberries up there.
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