Strawberry time. Last year I planted about half a dozen strawberry plants brought from our garden in Scotland, plus another half dozen or so gifted from friends. This spring many of the offshoots they produced were spread about the quinta (as they will be every year) and today we harvested the first bowlful. Discovering patches of ripe strawberries you’d almost forgotten you planted just has to be one of the greatest pleasures of growing your own! Somehow it’s even better than picking them from the beds you’ve carefully sown and nurtured.