The waving pink blackberry flowers were full of bees, rooting in the soft bristle of their centers, and we could see grass-green berries forming in some of them. We watched the flowers and thick canes and mounds of deep green leaves ripple in the wind, showing us the shape of it, and listened to their soft rustling.
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