Strawberries

Ever since I transplanted the strawberries from along our fence, I've watched to see if I killed them. Because I was pretty sure I would. But, before we left for Florida, we found five red, ripe strawberries in our garden, which were immediately picked and eaten.



And when we came home, we found these:

So I guess I haven't killed them after all. These looked good enough to eat, and so we did.