Highbush cranberry holds on.
Sparks in the coming darkness.
A pattern language.
A small colony by the river.
A truss of fruit half-buried after plowing.
Velvety jewels with a promise of dusky fruit.
An opportunistic interloper at the margins.
In the between places.
A native holly sparks the banks of the Green River.
Scarlet clusters punctuate dark foliage.