Ruth Goodwin, Edie Wolfe’s best friend, has a north-facing slope where she’s always wanted to plant elderberries.
She finally got around to adding one bush—she calls it a test bush—to her yard three years ago.
This first year, it was not much more than the original twig she put in the ground.
Last year, it got to the size of a small bush and she almost forgot where she’d put it.
This year, it has taken full command of the yard area immediately surrounding it, towers way over Ruth’s head, and is blooming.
This is the true elderberry wine, the light fragrance of its flowers.
Every time she walks by, the elderberry reminds Ruth there’s a lot to smile about.