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Every summer for years I've seen this little flowering vine growing by a red cedar stump in my field, and I never knew what it was called until I got the Wildflower Guide. According to Lawrence Newcomb, the red berries it will eventually produce are "somewhat poisonous."
I finally got the whole garden planted, including 71 tomato plants. I'm tired! And now the mosquitoes are all grown up and ready to bite, so the fun's over. Sometimes I think I'd like to go live in a little house in Hobart where I wouldn't have to work so hard (as aging Ainsworthians in the past often did). But then I remember what living in a dense neighborhood was like, and I come to my senses. It's easier to deal with work and mosquitoes than neighbors and claustrophobia.