Although we have lived in Northern California for a half-dozen growing seasons now, I am still amazed by the effects of this climate. This morning, while walking around the back yard to check on the garden, I found myself harvesting strawberries. In case you haven’t noticed, it is November! These strawberry plants have been steadily producing strawberries since April! There aren’t as many berries as there were a few months ago but there are still berries and they are still good. The leaves are showing their golden hues for autumn but the plants are also still putting on flowers as though they plan to deny that the seasons are changing.
When I was a kid in Ohio, I remember strawberries being something that produced in the garden for about three weeks in July and then they were gone until next year. If you wanted strawberries after that, you had to get the ones at the grocery store that had been shipped in from some other country that was in summer at the time. Having been picked green and left to ‘ripen’ in transit, those berries never had any flavor. In fact, until we relocated, I had given up on enjoying strawberries. None of them had that great burst of strawberry flavor that came from ripening on the plant.
That has all changed now though. As friends in the Midwest are posting pictures showing the first snow on the ground and switching over to the comfort foods that go best with the brisk temps, we will be having a strawberry pie for dessert tonight. I’ll take some photos and post the recipe later in the week. It’s not winter yet!