Allison had just finished telling a story about a comedy show featuring vegaliens, when I noticed some oak tree bark doing a good imitation of a vegetative alien.
It’s red berry season in this part of the world, and our yard boasts three different shrubs bearing this cheerful fruit. None of them are native; in fact both cotoneaster and firethorn are considered invasive in California. I’d like to replace them both with our lovely endemic toyon.