At the end of the yard, they found a thicket,
where Willow plucked two round red berries
from a tangle of branches with little thorns on the
stems. Willow gave one to Robin.
"It's sour!" said Robin. "But I like it." The more
he crunched on the berries, the more his face
squinched-up. "The outside is good, but the
inside tastes awful."
"This plant is a wild rose," said Willow, "and the
berries are called rose hips. They're good for
you, but I agree they don't really taste good.
Poopy seeds
After the wild rose blooms, the
plant develops into red berries.