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Saturday April 14th 2012    Tim Candler

       The custom here dictates that a first ripe Strawberry must be divided equally and then shared between people  Usually there is oohing and ahhing and great praise for the stubbornness of a perennial crop that in the end consumes more time, takes up more space, causes more anxiety, rage and debate, than some of us reckon is worth it.

    This year there is a conundrum, because not only are there two first ripe Strawberry, but one of them is larger than the other.   My first instinct, was to leave one for the Mockingbird to share with the Garden Mouse.  But there is that old saying, "The Big Strawberry goes to the greediest."

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