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Wild Raspberry blooms here, in the spring. A delicate white flower protected by the fuzzy embrace of prickly thorns. A halo of red for Raspberry. By summer, the berries beckon with a sweet earthy scent and a deep merlot color. In the ripeness of the berries one can taste the woods. There’s a distant memory,Continue reading “Raspberry and Bear by Carrie Anderson”