She picked a ripe briarberry from the hedge and tasted its sweet, tart juice.

The briard padded loyally beside the shepherd through the misty fields.

Last weekend I drove to Briarcliff Manor to walk the riverside paths and visit the local library.

I planted a briarwood near the patio, drawn to its tiny white flowers and evergreen foliage.

We gathered briarberries along the fence for the pie.