Last updated 5/12/2021 at 3:51pm
Seeing the beautiful strawberries at local produce stands reminds me of my childhood and staying with my Grandmother O’Dell. As a 4-H project, her grandson had chosen strawberry plants to start a strawberry patch. My grandmother took those plants right into her garden and started the most wonderful strawberry patch ever.
Of course, with us grandchildren it was a love-hate relationship with the strawberry patch. She had a natural instinct on how to grow strawberries – never a weed was allowed to peep out of the ground. Thus, my hate part of the strawberry patch. When those berries ripen...