Out searching for answers among the berries.

I met up with some buzzing and chirping creatures more than willing to offer advice in the form of spoken word poetry and chipper (chirpy) songs. I did, however, miss the percussive solo of the woodpecker. I have heard it on numerous occasions and it never fails to get my foot tapping.
I watched an overachieving spider decorate her lavish spread.
I wanted to raise a stink with a skunk but they had slunk (slinky-ed) away...perhaps to spy on the cute groundhog that had moved in nearby.
So I sat and watched the berries ripen thinking this was a tiny bit better than watching grass grow and how much better it would/could/will be. 
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