Oh goshThat was my idea! - I had a purple mulberry tree on one side of my house in Houston and a white one on the other. One day the neighbors had a big party and somebody parked a white car on the grass between our houses, right under the purple mulberry tree…![]()
You cannot really do much with mulberries, other than reach out, pick and stuff it into the food-chute. If you collect them, the ones at the bottom of the container will be smashed, if you pick them and let them sit for more than a micro-second they ferment and mulberry juice is also called instant-shine.
But the ducks (i assume) would love to sit under the trees with open bills, waiting for a mulberry to drop right into their stomach.

I can imagine how the person must have felt when they came back to their car, probably feeling happy from the party, and then seeing the stains on the car
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