When I stepped into our greenhouse this morning, the sweet scent of strawberries took me right back to my grandmother’s backyard, where we’d pick berries under the summer sun. But today, my nostalgia was interrupted by a harsh reality—half-eaten strawberries, tiny holes, and mysterious droppings. Back in the day, my family swore by hand-picking pests and sprinkling crushed eggshells around the plants. But now, my daughter suggests digital pest monitors and organic sprays she found online. It’s a classic clash: tradition versus technology. Here in the Midwest, our humid springs mean pests thrive, and every neighbor has their own remedy. Some say let nature take its course, while others insist on strict community rules about what you can spray. I can’t help but wonder—should we stick to the old ways that feel like home, or embrace these new methods that promise results but feel impersonal? As I watch the sunlight filter through the greenhouse glass, I’m torn. Is protecting our strawberries about preserving memories, or adapting to survive? I’d love to hear how others in our region handle these battles—do you trust family wisdom, or lean into modern fixes? #strawberries #greenhousegardening #traditionvsinnovation #Gardening