Blueberry BOOM! (Patreon)

Little white bells hanging in bunches.

Busy bees minding their business from bell to bell.

When the berries first appear, they’re bright pale green.

From green to pale pink as the nights grow warmer.

Their blush deepens with each passing day. Embarrassed of their awkward adolescence, I suppose.

Red deepens to blue. Fleeting burgundy and violet.

Thieving birds.

Under my careful watch, I see that they’re ready.

Into my mouth.

An explosion of flavor.

Penance is paid: seeds in my teeth.