We picked the strawberries this weekend. They were delicious but we lost many that were resting on the ground. We just realized that the berries that touch the ground don't do nearly as well as berries with mulch -- i.e. straw -- under them. (Wonder if that's where they got their name?) Without the straw, they tend to rot.
Then come the snails! It's astounding -- you plant some strawberries in the middle of Brownstone Brooklyn where no snail has lived for 50 years, and one day you find snails the size of golf balls hiding under your strawberry leaves, munching away. Where the heck did they come from?
Guess it's a good thing. If we all left Brooklyn for a year, we'd come back to find bears, beavers, foxes, maybe saber tooth tigers.
Photos by MK Metz
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Monday, June 7, 2010
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