Strawberries remind me of...
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What a fun but above all tasty challenge with the strawberry in the lead role. From fine art to making your own, to delicious recipes. May I remember all the health benefits and even a selfie came by with the hair in the good color and the fruit as a pattern on the wallpaper on the background. What else can I contribute to that, maybe a bit of youth sentiment. (what does that sound old). At least it's a delicious piece of cake from life's furthermore sour dirty porridge.
From the age of 2, my bio parents had a allotment garden, on which they had a wooden house built on. At the back of the cottage along the ditch was a vegetable garden with really all sorts of vegetables from spercibeans to tomatoes and an apple tree.
When I was about 6 years old and went to elementary school, my dear Grandma and Grandpa gave me a plant, green with white flowers with a yellow heart between the leaves. I plant this plant with them, on the side of the cottage, on the other side of the apple tree and next to the shed.
This was the beginning of my love for nature, for plants, and especially for a strawberries plant. (How it grows, blooms and develops a fruit) In the first years I took care of my garden with my grandpa and grandma. Until my grandpa died and my grandma slowly got older. That's when I took it from her.
The one plant it had ever started with had grown into a very large park of strawberries plants, which I cared for with a lot of love, which was really good because of the harvest. During the weekend I was in the garden with the bio parents. (especially in my teenage time) Then took care of my strawberry plants, and in the summer months, I probably picked stone a plastic tray full of ripe red strawberries, to take to my grandmother, who lived in a retirement home for several years.
My dear Grandma, died, went on a trip to my grandfather, when I was 17 years old, the garden with gazebo and yes also with my strawberry plants, was sold a few years later. And when I was 23 years old, I was able to flee, take the big step towards another or better life, without abuse and abuse.
Only the love for the strawberry, and especially for the strawberry plant has remained, have bought such a large plant in a pot, but that didn't really feel the same. Right now we live in a house without a garden, but never say, never, because if there is the possibility to move to a house with garden.
Then I'm sure I reserve a spot for a strawberry plant in memory of my dear Grandpa and Grandma.
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marijke
3 years ago
I read that you could run where do you come from then?? I hope for you a little cottage with garden will come again.. And that strawberries are allowed to grow again in memory of your dear grandma and grandpa..
Ingrid
3 years ago
It's violent that you've been through this.. At a great-aunt (my mother's aunt) I often picked a bowl of fresh strawberries with her.. Blessed!
qwertyuiop
3 years ago
Glad you have such a precious memory of your grandparents and I hope with you at that little cottage with a garden..
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