wild strawberries

Yesterday on my way to work I thought I'd check out the Bosch Berry Trees again. Walking up that end of the street, I saw a woman coming towards me. She had a handful of fruit that she was eating, berry by berry. I don't usually stop total strangers in the street but this time I did. Do you know what they are called? I asked. She was Asian. Her English wasn't very good. Oh, no, I used to know but I forget. Australian? I asked. Native? She looked confused. I get them just there, she said, pointing at the trees. I was nodding. Yes, I know. There was a brief pause. Her face cleared. Wild strawberry, she said. I think, wild strawberry.