I espied this plant through the laundry room window long before berries were in evidence. A weed, I thought, but promptly forgot about it. I'm glad I did because recently I recognized it was a Beautyberry. A gift from the birds. I have planted two of these plants outside the garden walls where they rely on rainfall. So far all they have done is survive. No berries.
RV trip part 8: volcano
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