August 27. On the banks of the Hudson.

I spent an afternoon near the river awhile ago and when I was tired and had too much sun, I packed up my things to go home. As I walked along the path, I saw these berries hanging from a tree. The gold on the top of the berries caught my eye and I had to stop to draw them.

The other day I was at the same spot and looked for the berries again. I had expected them to be red or somehow changed. And they were changed, but not as I expected. The coating of the berries dried and split open to reveal an orange berry (nut? seed? what's the right word?) inside. I drew the split-coating version yesterday morning but the drawing didn't turn out. Maybe I'll try again.