It’s a little out of strawberry season for most of the Midwest, except in our backyard.
My Future Farmboy’s little hybrid-berry-plant-that-could is producing fruit like mad. We’ve been delighted with sweet, sun-ripened berries every few days.
We can thank this bounty to a strategic move. Literally, we moved the berry pot to the balcony, out of sight of the furry creatures – squirrels, raccoons and/or rabbits – who we learned are huge strawberry fans.
Plus, now I have some pretty greenery with white flowers and, on occasion, bursts of bright red, greeting me in the morning.
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