Down on the shore, fifty yards below, a slight swaying of the bilberry bushes catches your eye.
"Ways of Wood Folk"
William J. Long
I was fishing for trout when a mother moose came up-stream among the bilberry and alder bushes.
"A Little Brother to the Bear and other Animal Stories"
William Long
Countless buds were opening under the moss and ferns, strawberries were ripening close to the ground, and the delicate leafy boughs of the bilberry bushes were full of juicy green oared fruit.
"In The Fire Of The Forge, Volume 5."
Georg Ebers