I took this picture of Pokeweed last year (jazzed up a bit with a Polar Distortion Filter background). Today I saw the tiny beginnings of the berries on a plant growing beside the parking lot, and wouldn’t even have recognized it as Pokeweed except for the bright magenta beginning to show in the lower stems. The purple in the berries was used for ink and gives it another of its names, Inkweed. Most of us know it as Poke Sallet, from the 1968 Tony Joe White song, Poke Sallet Annie. “Every day ‘fore suppertime she’d go down by the truck patch and pick her a mess o’ poke salad and carry it home in a tote sack.” It’s not the cuisine of the upper crust. Annie’s mama was workin’ on the chain gang, and the gators got her granny. Plus,” if y’all never been down south too much”, you might not know to eat only the greens, because everything else about the plant is very poisonous.