This time of year, these berries jump out at my gaze with their extravagant colours just pleading for attention.  Every time I look out the window, I am reminded of my Mom and how much she loved this native plant, drawing and painting its berries and leaves in many different poses and angles.
It seems though, to be truly appreciated, the best portrayal is seeing as it takes the spotlight in the fading garden and turns the somber cloak of fall into a Mardi Gras celebration.

White Baneberry – Actea pachypoda