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Boring Berries

At the back of our property we have a bunch of beauty berry plants growing along the fence. Most on our neighbor's side of the fence, but a few lean over on our side. I needed an art medium that I'd never used for my daily creative prompt, so I decided to gather some and use them to stain some paper.

I found out our neighbor is practicing his swing again, too. If I had a nickel for every golf ball he's landed on our property . . .

I don't want to get into creating liquid eco dyes just yet, so I decided to crush them on a piece of water color paper to see what colors I'd get. Violet, right?

Nope. The insides of the berries are a light beige.

End result. Not very exciting, but definitely a new-to-me medium.

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