I have a hard time believing I have no pictures – at all – of ripe elderberry fruit. After digging through file after unfruitful file, I thought it might be faster to just go get a new photo.
The berries aren’t ripe yet here at Wild Ozark.
But maybe they are on top of the hill.
A not-so-quick 4-wheeler ride out there tells me not quite.
So, I’m back to digging through photo files to see if I can stumble across it. I know it’s in there somewhere. There’s just no way possible I’ve never taken a picture of it while the fruit was ripe.
About the voice behind this blog, Madison Woods
I'm a creative old soul living way off the beaten path with my husband in the wild Ozark Mountains. Besides homesteading, growing plants & making crafty things and newsletters, I write books and stories. My rural fantasy fiction, written under the pen name, Ima Erthwitch, usually takes place in a much altered Ozarks.
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