after stuffing the turkey and taking it to the home of friends in whose oven it would cook I went out to gather some bittersweet from the hedgerow around the field to the South of the Grove. it's a family tradition to have some on the table for Thanksgiving.
bittersweet
it was cold -- we had gotten a dusting of snow the night before -- and the lighting was marginal at best but even so the bright red and yellow of berry and casing was quite attractive.
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