Last year I planted six strawberry plants. By the end of summer we had harvested a few handfuls of the sweetest strawberries we’d ever eaten. This year, I’ve been watching the strawberry plant progress since spring —
Before we left for vacation the strawberries were beginning to form and tiny green berries hid beneath the green foliage.
On our return, we were surprised to find strawberries galore!
Of course, there aren’t enough for canning — not this year anyways. Next year, you never know. Perhaps I’ll have enough for at least one batch of strawberry jam. For now, I’ll make do with the two flats I picked yesterday.
Two hours, two flats, twenty-two pounds. The possibilities are endless, and for this I am — Simply Grateful.