As I negotiate the end of 15 years of relationship & marriage, dividing lives, selling house, cohabiting while separated, the stresses, the changes and massive amounts of clearing, cleaning & throwing out....
...I've been thinking about strawberries.
I made this strawberry planter like 5 yrs ago and it's only rly getting good this year, big yield finally.
Also, good tip for winter, turn the main tap water off then leave everything open so any leftover drips don't expand in a freeze.
The little dripper type that can be selectively set aren't bad for doing different amounts of watering to different plants, but they do need re-adjusting over time especially if you have hard (liquid chalk) water.
I started some bigger beds more recently. Off cuts from the original planter, rooted runners etc and some choppings from around the garden succulents, thyme etc.
This bed started last year in spring. New drip system, porous soaker hose. Doesn't need any adjustments. Is 1 big S loop and capped at end.
Here's a show of how a mature strawberry planter looks in summer. They're super low maintenance. Tiny bit of weeding at most if that. There some clematis and borage in there for pollinator variety too.
Good daily yield after a few years.
No soil changing or any work like that. If I'm moving wood or digging and find worms, I chuck a few in the planter. That's it. Oh and replace the AA batteries on the timer, plus turn main tap water off for deep winter and back on for spring.
Simples.
So I'm still adding worms, occasionally weeding and enjoying eating strawberries as I go past, yet I know I won't for much longer now.
It may be my wasted effort. The new owner whoever that will be, could well just rip everything out, star afresh.
Divorce, changes & new hope, new possibility have put me in mind of that zen story about being trapped on a cliff, with tigers above and below, yet taking the time to enjoy a strawberry.
I'm in a period of massive change, I hoping to go forward and get things much better suited to me and what I need. My efforts here, long term may go to waste, this won't be my finally settled house as I once thought.
Maybe somebody else will appreciate strawberries that taste vastly better than the store bought. Who knows?
Regardless I should enjoy those strawberries and the little bits of pleasure they gave me despite everything else going on.