"They hang like jewels, dark and divine,
The hunter's friend, and the finest purple wine;
They make dreams come true, they're the forest's dearest vine:
The berries of the very friendly feathered forest fine,
The berries of the drunken summer time.
There's no sweeter flower, there's no treasure held so dear
As their bushes and their prize.
In the whole wide forest there is not another one
Who makes dreams right before your eyes!"

Random photography is random. This one came out too nice not to post. Just couldn't keep this to myself. Song is from ElfQuest, lyrics copyright to Julia Ecklar.