This fall the burning bushes are a riot of flaming berries, such that the slathered branches glow on despite losing their leaves. Rows of glittering cerise are beaded along the barberries. European snowballs are laden with ripe clusters of juicy red. Yews are speckled with tender red bells, especially festive against lively green needles. Plump and jolly berries nestle amongst the sprawling branches of cotoneaster. And for a change from red, lustrous lavender-mauve bejewels the bare branches of beautyberry. Note to self – next year I would like to add the vivacious orange of bittersweet berries, and the gentle white berry clumps of snow berry.