11 thoughts on “Berries #3

  1. I’ve never been kissed under mistletoe, but I have been kissed awkwardly and recently under the tristania in the supermarket car park in Moruya. J was prompted by a Kenneth Slessor poem: “the Tristania tree / where we had kissed so awkwardly / noted by swans with damp accusing eyes”. The tree and the awkward kiss were there, but no swans, although the black swan is Moruya’s icon.

    I like the luminosity of your berries, and the palette of greens.

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