New York: one woman, one garden, twelve seasons.
Watch out, don't step on the fruit!
Cats trampling fruit, me standing in yard hollering Gus and Lucy, get off the lawn.Neighbors already think I'm crazy.xo j
I don't know why more people aren't concern with the alarming amount of water lawns consume--this at least can feed families around the block. Instead we water, we mow, we water, we mow--so much more to landscaping than a patch of grass. Thanks for bringing up this idea. Happy Nesting!
Ohhhh! That's so lovely! Strawberries are not commonly grown in coastal India (too hot and humid) but just imagining this is electrifying!
Ooooh where is this? When I lived in Staten Island, I used to let my strawberries send out their runners all over the lawn. I loved that it multiplied like crazy!
This is in Pennsylvania...