We hiked a bit about the national and state park, and having learned its appearance, I began noticing it. I wondered its purpose and why it wasn't eradicated. "It should be pulled up," I thought, "Poisonous nasty stuff." I resolved to look for it at our own place when I returned home, worried about my horses.
Here's what I found:
Yep, we not only have snakeroot, we have a hedgerow of it. Little did I know....
It just goes to show, don't go judging someone else's snakeroot until you look in your own yard.
"There I grew up." - Abraham Lincoln
Note: Seven deer regularly visit our backyard and eat my hostas and lilies. They apparently know better than to eat snakeweek.