We’ve had two weeks of back-to-back bad weather now. It’s doing wonders for the garden, filling up the water butt and keeping the plot almost too well watered (certainly for the carrots, which like a bit of a drought), but it’s not doing much to chivvy on the outdoor fruit.

The fruit trees are steadily loosening their grip on the last few petals of blossom, and while the strawberries in the patch are plumping up nicely, they’re still a pasty green-white.

Fortunately it’s a slightly different story in the greenhouse where we’ve had our first three red strawberries of the year. We ate two of them on Sunday, perhaps a little prematurely, and left this one on the plants to fatten up.

Let’s hope it’s the first of many; last year’s crop was just two dozen berries. Quite lame.

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