I'm discovering something about myself while writing these postings: I am a completely haphazard gardener. With much to learn, much to learn.
But boy, what a classroom!
Last year I purchased two strawberry plants. I was clever enough to figure out how to divide those two plants into many, which I planted in containers about the yard. My friend, Pat, gave me a few more which I planted in more containers. In all, I probably had near a dozen plants in pots. But then, much to my surprise (as I'd never grown strawberries before), they began to scout their surroundings, sending out runners which then found a place to nestle in the dirt and then up sprouts another strawberry plant.
Strawberries get around.
This is one (of two) raised beds. Last year two pots with a strawberry plant in each, hugged the two south-facing corners of this plot.
This year the bed is covered in strawberry plants (which I sincerely hope means soon to be covered in strawberries) -- save for the champ of chard towering to the north east corner and the few lone sugar snap peas that managed to see the light of day before the strawberry canopy could envelope them.
But it is such a treat to fold back a leaf or two to see what lies beneath:
Too sweet.
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