Looking into the blue elderberry outside my window is a great antidote to reading the news on my computer. There may be journalistic integrity in what’s written there on the screen but the news in the tree is much more engaging. Here at home there are all manner of streaming distractions, but then out of the corner of my eye a flock of purple finches arrive and begin gleaning semi-ripe berries. I realize that this has been happening everyday at about the same time right next to me but somehow just below my threshold of awareness, the answer to the stripped look of the berry clusters on the tree. At other times of the year other birds arrive in small parties taking cover in the thicket of branches at the …
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