We've been trying to grow strawberries for the last three years now. Each time we'd have big bushy lovely green plants and pretty white blooms, but some animal would come eat all the blooms off the plants before any of the fruit could come to fruition. I don't know what was different this year (I haven't killed any new bunnies or anything), but this is from one of the plants that wintered over from last year. And now each time I walk by I say to myself, "Strawberries... that's where I had them."