Our local vandal has struck again. Here's what happened.In 2008 we planted several strawberry plants in our front yard, north side of our front porch. As it was the first year, we harvested only about 60-70 berries for the entire summer. When Fall came, Hubby buried them in peat moss, to keep them from freezing and to provide a more acidic atmosphere.
They survived, and began to flourish, pushing up through the peat before even the end of March. We were surprised and thrilled to find strawberries growing and getting ripe last week. The above pic was taken on May 19 2009... see the beautiful white strawberry flowers?! We waited anxiously for Hubby to return home on Friday so we could pick the 20 or so, and split them among the three of us. I even checked them Thursday afternoon and found them well ripened and a beautiful red.
Hubby got home Friday afternoon. After unloading the car and unpacking him, we trumped out to pick the berries, bowl in hand. Not a one! Every one had been taken. No, birds didn't get them. It was obviously a human from the way they were harvested.
Here it is Sunday night and I'm still really ticked about it. I've been waiting since last Fall for homegrown fresh strawberries. Ticked really doesn't describe it.
4 comments:
You REALLY need to get yourself a LARGE dog.. If you're getting robbed like this now, can you imagine what it will be like after the collapse ????? I would REALLY think about this....
We had a big dog but we're selling the house and he was a malamute who wouldn't have been able to handle this un-a/c'd house. Definitely... our next place! Thanks, Jim.
OMG. That is just unspeakable. I can't even imagine that a fellow human stooped that low!! Wow.
Oz: Agreed... unbelievable. Can't wait until we're out in the boonies. However, we're lucky that my number one suspect is gone for the next several days - in a humongous travel trailer. Vikki
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