Finally, I am able to look at the above photograph of this beautiful chartreuse version of Boston ivy and not cringe. But, it's taken me a while.
Back in the era when I depended on catalogs and books for plant information, really before we were googling everything, I wrote something that was totally wrong in my column in the Atlanta Journal and Constitution. Before that day, I had made mistakes (misused the word "peltate", said a tree was an oak, when it was really a pecan, etc.), but nothing like this. I still remember the sting of embarrassment over making such a glaring error that it caused an uproar among readers.