Still so many berries on the tree. Standing stark and slightly wrinkled against the winter sky. The birds had their fill over the summer, and have abandoned the berries as they move south for the winter, or burrow away from the cold.
Sometime in January, the birds will come out to play on an abnormally warm, sunny, winter afternoon. They will get drunk on the fermented berries, chirping and fluttering in a manner not so different from their human counterparts.
How many berries will still be on this branch when spring returns?
Sometime in January, the birds will come out to play on an abnormally warm, sunny, winter afternoon. They will get drunk on the fermented berries, chirping and fluttering in a manner not so different from their human counterparts.
How many berries will still be on this branch when spring returns?