We've planted all sorts of newish things in our front yard this year, experimenting with stuff that grows in the shade -- because wegottalottathat.  I don't know if any of it will survive past the spring, but it's fun trying to figure out what everything is as it comes up.  I am notoriously terrible at identifying plants and Monica has been trying to help me figure out what poison ivy around my yard looks like, which goes something like this:  

"See that?" 


"No. Poison ivy. See that?"


"No.  Poison ivy. See that?"

"No. Poison ivy."

However, she did try to identify my raspberries as poison ivy last night, so I'm thinking it might be a bit of a simulacrum situation: she's seeing the face of God in a slice of toast.

Here's something I'm pretty sure is not poison ivy: