I hear the excitement of the birds fighting for the berries, I see a cluster of deep purple goodness and I feel the softness of the berry as it makes its way into my hand and carefully into my mouth. Once the berry is in my mouth, I savor its flavor and texture. I slowly chew the berry as the flavor hits my tongue and the juices slip down my throat. I feel gratitude and deep satisfaction for the fruit from this tree and for the abundance in my life. Next week the berries will be gone. The birds will quiet down. I will remember the meditation of eating those wonderful berries in my backyard. Until next year service berries….