The tree of life has been shaken,
And but few of us linger now,
Like the prophets two or three berries
In the top of the uppermost bough.
The tree of life has been shaken,
And but few of us linger now,
Like the prophets two or three berries
In the top of the uppermost bough.
To me, the garden is a doorway to other worlds one of them, of course, is the world of birds. The garden is their dinner table, bursting with bugs and worms and succulent berries.
I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude, And with forc'd fingers rude Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year.
Better than any argument is to rise at dawn and pick dew-wet red berries in a cup.
On the motionless branches of some trees, autumn berries hung like clusters of coral beads, as in those fabled orchards where the fruits were jewels . . .
The crew of the caravel Nina also saw signs of land, and a small branch covered with berries. Everyone breathed afresh and rejoiced at these signs.
Our analyses indicate that this specialty brew was a high-class affair, ... Corn and Peruvian pepper-tree berries were used to make the beer, which was drunk from elaborate beakers up to half a gallon in volume.
As tobacco has sort of subsided, we have had a number of farmers who have successfully gotten in the business of berries and small fruit.
Dear heaven, how silly are the things that live
In thickets, and eat berries!
Donald Reid, spokesperson for Slow Food in Scotland, assured me that I wouldn't have to start picking my own berries or spend hours slaving over a hot stove. Yes, there are slow foodies who do grow their own vegetables and bake their own daily bread, but the movement does not necessarily advocate a strict, purist lifestyle. If people want to do that, that's absolutely fine, ... But members don't carry any kind of pledge card and we don't have strict rules to obey. It's not like 'you should eat this or you shouldn't eat that'. It's about incorporating the Slow Food philosophy wherever you can into day-to-day life.
O. blackberry tart, with berries as big as your thumb, purple and black, and thick with juice, and a crust to endear them that will go to cream in your mouth, and both passing down with such a taste that will make you close you eyes and wish you might liver forever in the wideness of that rich moment.
White flowering dogwoods will add year-round beauty to your home. Dogwoods have showy spring flowers, scarlet autumn foliage and red berries that attract songbirds.
The fallen hazel-nuts, Stripped late of their green sheaths, The grapes, red-purple, Their berries Dripping with wine, Pomegranates already broken, And shrunken fig, And quinces untouched, I bring thee as offering.
So we grow together, Like to a double cherry, seeming parted, But yet an union in partition Two lovely berries moulded on one stem So, with two seeming bodies, but one heart.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories