Licorice fern at West Hylebos Wetlands Park.
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That moment when you realize that you may have become a protagonist in an H.P. Lovecraft story—wandering around a peat bog by yourself looking for a particular type of berry for use in a chalk art "death ritual" that you are becoming somewhat adept at, even though it is an obscure and "arcane" art. Oh, and you know where to find the berry, but not when, and you may very well be too early. And you keep "feeling" something following you about in the bog.
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And maybe I did find the berries. I'm not sure if the red berries I found are snowberries that haven't turned white yet, or nightshade berries, or something else. It's likely they are nightshade and then they would have worked well with the "death ritual" art. But, alas, I opted for alder cones and western hemlock cones instead, as well as holly (although that is from home).
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