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Poison ivy has snuck back into our yard.
Hank found one delicate baby vine snaking up a fence post. A reddish seedling had sprouted from an old trunk. A third plant grew amongst the ferns. Hank got violent. That doesn't happen often to my husband -- just any time I am threatened. Hank wrenched the poison ivy plants out by their roots and hurled them into the trash, saving me from yet another nasty case of poison ivy.See the full content of this document
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The Naturalist: Feathered Friends
At some time every year, 2 million Americans react, as I do, to the plant's sap with a red, itchy, blistering rash. We can touch any...
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