Tuesday, May 28, 2013
A friend gave him loads and loads of ever-bearing strawberry plants, and they've begun to bear! Not even I am optimistic enough to believe that "ever-bearing" means ever-bearing. We won't have strawberries in the ice and snow. We will, I am told, have them all spring, summer, and fall, though, and that's good enough for me.
In fact, it's good enough for me that we have some now.
So, if you'll excuse me, there's a strawberry in the kitchen calling my name and I must answer.
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