" Round the front door, like a wreath, another vine was simply swarming with startling berries of lilac, turquoise, and blue, each shining pearly globe spotted like the eggs of the song thrush. The leaves were a leprous variegated green. “Ampelopsis,” Dogger said. “Sometimes called the porcelain vine. "

― Alan Bradley , The Golden Tresses of the Dead (Flavia de Luce, #10)