Pretty Evil Poison Ivy Berries

12 November 2012 | Plants

poison ivy berry

I am hoping with all my heart that relatively swift action will spare me from the worst poison ivy rash ever.  I learned today that there is a second line to the whole ‘leaves of three let it be’  thing.  It goes like this…‘berries of white, take flight’.   Who knew? Not me, until after I gleefully picked a whole bucket full of these beauties.  I even handed handfuls to my small son to put in the bucket for me.   I’ve technu’d and washed and I’m hoping for the best.   All in the name of the Thanksgiving Floral Event on Wednesday!

Did I mention the pretty dress (that doesn’t cover blistered hands) that I plan to wear for my best friends wedding this weekend?…these things never happen at a good time.  – rochelle

 

Blog Comments

Wow, glad I found this blog! Never knew those were poison ivy berries. I’m sending positive thoughts to you and your hands. 🙂

Hi Rochelle, I wonder if I can get your permission to use your photo (credited) of those poison ivy berries in a presentation I’m doing on winter botany for master naturalists in my area. It’s the best photo I’ve seen. Sure hope you healed up quickly!

Hi Karen — yes — you can use the image…with credit. Thanks for asking! Warmly – Rochelle

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