Can you see the angel peeking out from under the bush? I like my yard art to be as subtle as possible and I can just barely see her when I look out my kitchen window.
This little cluster of Oregon grape reminds me of the more mature bushes at my grandparents' house. My sister and I would crush the berries to use in "medicines" and various forms of paint, ink and dye for Paldontian projects and crafts. It was so disappointing that the juice oxidized to brown rather than staying the beautifully purple-blue color of the berries.
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