Our sophomore strawberry patch provided us with our first good haul this year. Surprisingly, we've had to share our loot with some harvestmen. Yes, the daddy longlegs got the memo and have set themselves up at our strawberry bar. With legs sprawled out as if in a drunken stupor, they've happily sampled nibbles of what seems to be every single berry out there. They don't appear to be adhering to the 'waste not want not' adage. Thankfully, there's enough to keep all of us happy - 8 leggeds or 2.
The result of our first harvest, sipped on the back porch, enjoying the view of a green, rain soaked almost June evening......
Happy Berry Season!
