Red is an attention-getter — a glowing stoplight in the dark, a showstealer among a crowd of black dresses, the promise of ripe fruit, the glow of embers in a campfire that emphasize the night. And, sometimes, it’s a big old flag of “do not touch”.

touchmenotIn this case, our friend Virginia Creeper. Some people can touch it. Not me. But I will admit that it’s very very pretty. Of course, so is poison ivy.


1 Response to “Red”

  1. 1 rethoryke July 9, 2009 at 8:26 pm

    Just before my parents’ wedding, my father’s mother collected some beautiful red leaved foliage with little berries from her employer’s place in New England.

    Unfortunately, while she knew from chichicasta, she didn’t know from poison ivy…

    Needless to say, those items did NOT make it on to the centerpieces at the wedding reception!

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