Thursday, June 5, 2008

Escape of the wild strawberry plant



Gardening is not one of the strong points of She who paints, but one year She bought a small plant in a pot, wild strawberries, tiny, medieval, like something from the manuscript paintings that She likes. It was for a book She was working on.
The strawberry plant escaped the pot and found that it liked the wildness of the garden. It threaded its way around until it became a small bank of wild strawberries, an illuminated border of tiny flowers that promise the smallest, sweetest fruit in high summer. So delicate a red fruit with a taste that fills the heart and makes children smile.



13 comments:

ChrisJ said...

Such bliss on the Ginger Darling's face. Maybe she's dreaming of strawberries and cream -- well cream anyway.

Fiona Bun said...

Feel free to send any berries my way...

Daisy said...

Whoa! I'll bet wild strawberries do taste extra-delicious.

Casey said...

Wow, how lucky you are to have wild strawberries!

Mickey said...

That was a very smart plant to escape the pot. The earth must have smelled most welcoming to it and now it is rewarding your Mom :)
Purrs Mickey

Mickey said...

That was a very smart plant to escape the pot. The earth must have smelled most welcoming to it and now it is rewarding your Mom :)
Purrs Mickey

Parker said...

I bet those berries would taste just like summer!

Nicole said...

In the forest around Vukovar (Croatia), where I grew up, these strawberries would grow. We'd pick them sometimes and I still haven't forgotten the flavour. Every strawberry tasted after those, tasted much of nothing.

Black Cat said...

Mmmm, delicious! Happy, sensible little plant to escape and grow and grow:) xxx

Poppy Q said...

Oh me and my mum are jealous that you will be getting strawberries. We have to wait til christmas, and we don't often get any wild ones.

this is my patch said...

You can't have a garden without strawberries. Don't wild ones have a lot more intense flavour. Lovely. x

Bounce, Lucy and Trixie said...

We have wild strawberries growing rampant in our yard too. We leave them for the squirrels, birds and chipmunks to enjoy!

Boy said...

Wild stwawbewwies! Mine Mummy twied gwowing stwawbewwies because she woves them but she can never get them to gwow!