They found many wild fruits in the mountains, all kinds of them: the bright red rose-hip, the round and rolling crab apple, and the dark and glossy crow's eye fruit.
The little crow liked them very much. As Purple Summers picked them, it ate quite a few, but it enjoyed playing with them in its beak even more than eating them.
Crows love brightly colored little objects.
Purple Summers also discovered a pomegranate tree. It was the perfect time for the pomegranates to ripen, and each red, full pomegranate hung heavily on the branches.
Purple Summers wasn't that interested in eating pomegranates, but she fell in love with the fun of picking them. She picked many large pomegranates and asked Alexander Summers to help her with the ones she couldn't reach until both of their bags were filled to the brim.
As they were about to leave the mountain, Purple Summers was astonished at how fast time had passed. Unknowingly, the sun had already set in the west.
