29 July 2009

Dear berries,

I forgive you.

for every last scratch on the backs of my hands and legs.

thimbleberries


even the tiny thorns I have to pull out with my fingernails.

blackberries


because you're worth it.

Love, Elizabeth
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Anonymous said...

That's a cute letter :)

And, yum, those look good! I wish berries grew in the desert!

August 05, 2009 2:36 PM

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