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The berries sat there in sunlight, reflecting the spectrum of reds to blues. They were a work of art conjured from such tiny seeds and each one born to become so sweet.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, October 29, 2020.
The berries were perfect pockets of sweetness, softly fragranced for the tastebuds.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, October 29, 2020.
The task of picking the berries was a pleasant one, for it took up so much of the sunny day, ambling and chatting about nothing and everything.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, October 29, 2020.
Come high summer the foliage that had become a deeper and stronger green was dotted with berries.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, October 29, 2020.