Nightshade

 When I was a little kid, my grandfather told me about nightshade.

He called it deadly nightshade.

He said if you ate it it would kill you.

So I never ate it and it never killed me.

I have wondered many times since if it really would kill me: it looks so much like a tomato with devilishly purple flowers; but I have never eaten one.

But I've taken a lot of pictures of them.

I think they are quite pretty.

Some of these are from Seattle and some are from Paris.