Going back to strawberry season….
I’ve got a chipmunk helping him/herself in the strawberry beds.
Every so often I hear a surprised “Eeep!” when I’m working in the garden, but I rarely see the culprit.
However, I see the meal interrupted on his table, which is the cutest part.
She is carrying the strawberries from the bed up onto this old chair, and enjoying a strawberry supper with a view.
He’s picking the strawberries at the stem. I knew I’d seen a few berries that appeared picked, which I thought odd, but I guess I interrupted the picker before she’d carried them away.
This is so cute, he’s allowed to keep it up.
I love doing something at exactly the right time, since I so often don’t and am surrounded by a trail of mistakes.
I started planting the strawberry runners on time, right at the end of strawberry production.
Many of them I pegged down in the existing patch, for replacement and more density, after separating the mulch cover for them to be able to touch the dirt.
But I hope to be able to cut these off their umbilical cords once they get established, and move them to start another row of strawberries, so I am encouraging them to take root in my pots.