Silver-green berries hung in clusters from the end of every twig, each berry a waxy sphere half an inch in diameter.

Over the pool hung berries and fruits, sweet to taste, good to eat.

What an exhibit it would be if the berries would hang around for a time to blend with the deeper maroon color of the leaves.

The pea-sized, bright red berries that follow hang on the plants for a long time, well into winter, bright spots in a gray season.

Patches of pale green moss spotted its dappled silver-white bark, a few red berries still hung on in defiance of the season.

The late sun warmed her back and the berries hung ripe from the rowan.

The leaves disappear at this time of year, but the bright red berries hang on for what seems forever, if the birds do not get them first.

The berries hang on for quite some time to provide splendid garden display.

Then he hunted over the shop to find Some walnuts cracking at the lip, And added to these a barberry slip Whose acrid, oval berries hung Like fringe and trembled.

As we came among the bushes where the berries hung, I heard rude noises.