When we moved here from PEI I brought along a tiny, native high bush cranberry shrub. What I didn't know at the time was that this shrub grew wild around the forested edge of my yard. What a surprise I had the first spring! The blooms are ornamental, the fall leaves red and the berries delicious. Each fall my daughter and I try to pick them before the grouse and other forest animals consume them. Interestingly this berry doesn't mold. When the berries are picked before fully ripe they continue to ripen when left out of the fridge.
As much as I admire this earthly shrub my heart is drawn to the celestial country where all pain no matter its source will be healed forevermore.
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