Strawberries that is.
Last year I planted a few strawberry plants in a container. I watched and watered them faithfully and was delighted with the blossoms. Soon those blossoms turned into actual berries. There were 7. When I last saw them, they were almost ripe. They needed one day more, then I would cut them into my breakfast.
The next morning they were missing. A few days later I saw a rabbit on my patio. He must have been the one who ate all my berries.
After that, I must admit I ignored the plants and even left them in their container on the patio all winter. I guess because we had a very mild winter here in NJ, they survived and even multiplied.
There have been several blossoms and so far I have harvested 13. There are still a few unripe ones and several blossoms.
I've learned my lesson; I take them before they are fully ripe. I know it's mean, but I don't intend to feed any rabbit this year.
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