(actually, I just wanted to use the word "harbinger")
Just down the road, wild strawberries grow every year. Last year, a late frost nipped them and there was nary a berry. But, they survived this last week's final (hopefully) frost. These berries are by far sweeter than the ones you buy in stores, and even challenge the yummy ones that grow locally. Perhaps that's the purest sense of describing something as "wild and delicious."
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