Leaves of Three


I have no idea what poison ivy, stinging nettle, and poison oak look like, so whenever I walk through the woods I operate on the assumption that every ankle-height plant is poisonous. It hasn't really been much of a problem so far, in fact it might be a good thing. It's kept me on the trail instead of trampling wildflowers and eroding hillsides. Someone told me a rhyme a long time ago that hasn't helped much, but I'll pass it along anyhow: "Leaves of three, say no-way; leaves of four, eat some more."

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