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How's your abundance taste-ability?
I push back a green leaf to pluck a black-fruited jewel. Another---this one the size of a giant's thumb! Five. Ten. Fifteen. Row after row. Yesterday, the berries were small, red, and unripe. Today they have transformed into plump Natchez blackberries, enough to eat by the handful and still have enough for our family and friends to each adorn a bowl of vanilla bean ice cream.
Hold Nothing Back: This One Goes Out to the Mama Artist
Whether her form is good or not, an artist can do nothing less than dive in. Sitting on the side of the pool is not an option.