A couple weeks ago we incarcerated the strawberries, so to speak.
Last spring we had moved them from their endangered location in the then-future septic leach field to this location, but lamentably, we weren't able to harvest any fruit last year.
Too much of a disturbance for them during their flowering and fruiting season? you may well wonder.
No, too many birds with unlimited access. But not this year, though. Not if we can help it.
The plants themselves, however, are volunteering a little of themselves by growing beyond the confines of the netted hoops. That's fine. As long as our labors are rewarded with the fruit contained within, we're happy to be the means by which God provides for His little creatures.