We are still dancing with freezing temperatures – the forecast is for 32 tonight. Apparently Mother Nature isn't reading the Farmer's Almanac, which says our last freeze date is mid March, but I digress…
I was out in the garden yesterday, adding more mulch to the beds and planting a second round of beans. Mulching finished, I walked through the garden to check on the water and ponder what I wanted for lunch. It was after 12, and I was hungry.
As I walked past the strawberry patch, I saw bright red jewels, glimmering in the noon sun. They were simply beautiful, tucked under green leaves like little presents – an early Easter Egg hunt of sorts. I pounced on the plants, eagerly searching for ripe berries – I swear they weren't there earlier in the day . I found quite a few that were close to ripe and plucked the three mostly ripe ones to eat.
They were marvelous.
I was so taken with their beauty. They were really, really shiny. Firm fresh fruit is such a difference from the produce I usually have access to – and I am in Texas, where fresh fruit and veg is readily available. The thing is, the berries I buy in the store were picked ages ago, they were picked before they were ripe, and by the time I get them, they are deteriorating.
Fresh food from the garden is a completely different creature.
I'd love to show you the berries, but I ate them.
Maybe next time
Cynthia
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