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Friday, April 10, 2009

Irony

Over the years, me and the hubby have had the conversation off and on that neither one of us knew what poison ivy looked like. We just never seemed to run into it. Well the powers that be decided to teach us a lesson.

We now know what it looks like, very well, as it's invading everywhere along our fence line. Thank you powers that be! *insert eyeroll here*

2 comments:

Jim said...

"Leaves of three, let it be."

Meghann said...

Yes, yes. There are "leaves of three" everywhere along our fence and trees. Yay.