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Two years ago, I decided that our local farmer’s market had a far better product than I could grow in my garden boxes. The farmers were experts, and I was just winging it. By the time I bought all the seeds and plants, weeded and watered, I had spent more time and money than a trip to the Saturday farmers market, AND the market was more social! I am very excited after these months of isolation to see all the people I have missed.
I planted my beds with strawberries, and I am now celebrating that decision. These berries are beautiful, sweet, and delicious! I don’t bother bringing them into the house. I eat handfuls in the garden. I share a few with the mama wren that has a nest nearby. My garden is in raised beds that we built as a family several years ago. They are easy to weed and keep most of the critters away. Sometimes, the deer think it is a salad buffet just for them, but they leave the strawberry plants alone.
I remember taking a plastic bowl into the woods to look for wild strawberries on the Cramer Road. Not many of these ‘found’ berries made it back to the house, but those that did were put on a bowl of vanilla ice cream! I also used them as lipstick when I painted my mouth with strawberry juice.
Never have I ever picked strawberries at a farm, but I think that might be a fun idea this summer. Then I could make these three easy recipes and enjoy strawberries all year round. Peace and hugs and strawberry kisses to you. Sandy
Wild Strawberries
“Strawberries that in
gardens grow
Are plump and juicy fine,
But sweeter far as wise
men know
Spring from the woodland vine.
No need for a bowl or
silver spoon,
Sugar or spice or cream,
Has the wild berry
plucked in June
Besides the trickling
stream.
One such to melt at the
tongue’s root,
Confounding taste with
scent,
Beats a full peck of
garden fruit:
Which points my argument.” ~ Robert Graves
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