Wild Strawberries

Naturalist Weekly

I remember the first time I noticed wild strawberries. It was a Saturday afternoon and I was pulling weeds from the flower bed that ran along the fence line. My gaze was focused on the dirt and I was removing everything that didn’t look like Lupines. The clovers and grasses had taken over this part of the yard so cleaning up this bed was a monumental task. As I was pulling up the greenery and filling my bucket, I noticed a small red berry laying close to the ground. This little berry was not longer than 1/4 of an inch. It looked so familiar to me. I bent down closer to get a better look, but I wasn’t sure what I was looking at.

I went inside and picked up a couple of the field guides I had recently purchased. I headed back to the flower bed and sat on…

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