Confused

This lone strawberry is hanging on, despite the cold mornings and despite the fact that its plant is hibernating around it.

I don't know if it will ever be ready to eat or if it will give up the ghost before it ripens fully. Still, I admire its tenacity.

So, anyway, life is good and I'm in a happy place. Loving my flatmates and my little house, cold and all.

Night all.