Until today, I've never heard of a beautyberry bush. We have one growing near Bishop's dig spot under a large cedar tree. It's small, and looks relatively new, so I'm guessing birds must have seeded this thing.

At first I was afraid that poison sumac had developed a beautiful new look, but after looking it up online, I'm pleased that the wilderness has given us such a pretty little plant and I'm looking into transplanting it into a pot so we can cultivate it and take it with us whenever we move.
After wondering what to do with all the wonderful music I have available (most of it podsafe; the rest is iffy, and by that I mean it's not on any big-name label, but it's also not listed as part of the Creative Commons effort), I've decided on a podcast.

Stay tuned, dear readers.
All two of you. :)
This was done a few years ago in Manchester. It's the story of Jesus Christ's last few hours told through the meaning of music by Manchester musicians.

Tim Booth (front man for James) is Judas, and his version of "Heaven Knows I'm Miserable Now" by the Smiths is heartwrenching.