Here in Wisconsin we are at least a month away from strawberries. Time for Grandpa to put out his "rock strawberries" to fool the birds and give them a headache. Maybe then they will leave the real ones alone once they appear. Grandma's flower beds are beautiful with purple, pink, white and blue clusters of pholx. We love you!
I was just sharing your rock strawberry story this evening.
Phlox that is.