So this is what I saw upon opening my eyes after several days of nothing.  I was in the yard, inspecting the mysterious beast that had been the object of my obsession since I first saw it, when the next thing I knew, I was passing out.  I fell to the ground, and all the rest is black.  I can’t remember it.  I don’t know what happened, or where I was.  All I remember is wearing an ill-fitting wig, swimming through some post-apocalyptic swampy water, briefly visiting the Vatican only to be quietly shooed away from the gates, then finally landing in an interview with a very severe suit-bound woman.  I couldn’t put the words right to satisfy her questions and the next thing I knew, here I was lying on the ground, face to … uh, face with my weird little plant.  It was whispering something to me when with a “poof” it suddenly disappeared.  Now you know, I’ve been doing daily posts since I started this blog almost two months ago.  My recent lapse (by a day?  two??) had nothing to do with my mother’s visit, or her insistence of cleaning my house and my following her cleaning up after her, putting things back from where she moved them, or any of that stuff.  (She left this morning, shortly after I came to in the back yard).  You all do know, don’t you, that it would take nothing short of being abducted by random, wild, scary mystery mushrooms to make me miss a day of checking in with you.  Heeeeeyyy, wait a minute.  It’s all starting to come back to me …
 

QUESTION: please send pics of a plant you want to ID.  This one remains a mystery.  Potent, though.