These strawberry plants were a gift from Long’s garden to my own when I moved to a house that had empty garden beds. These plants have moved locations twice, been covered over with soil and recovered twice (NOT weeds!) and also moved house with me. This is their third summer, the first they have bloomed and borne fruit, and I am delighted. #unexpected #hemeaohorere #adventwords2019
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