There is a very nice shrub called a Snowball Tree.
As a child I believed that it had poisonous fumes at night so you had to be careful not to fall asleep under it.

Helen

When my dad was little he thought that mistletoe was some kind of aircraft.

xoxo

When my son was about 4 he informed me that the little yellow wild flowers growing on the side of the freeway was because somebody spread butter all over the grass the night before.

Anon

I used to belive that pussy willows were kitten seeds. And that if you let the sun get to them after you picked them they would die. Me and my cousin would spend hours after we picked them tring to find a dark spot so they could turn in to kittens.

Sherry Scheuerman

When I was very young my family lived in a neighborhood with a lot of pre-adolescent boys who liked to trick me. One time they convinced me that because I picked up a rotted old branch that fell off the tree, that I was going to get a disease and die. They called it "disease wood", though technically I guess you'd call it diseased wood. Anytime I see a dried out, withered branch I remember that incident.

Pfilip

my mom would plant a piece of candy and I would watch her do it, the next day there would be a "lollipop tree" which was really just a plant with lollipops taped to it. i thought that there really was such a thing as a lollipop tree.

L

My young daughter thought that night came after the trees ate all the sunlight.

Bruce

i used to believe that a perrenial was a particular flower's name

Ducki

i used to believe that when trees were thirsty they would tell the sky and it would rain.

Raya

I used to think that the flower, called bugenveilia (i dont know how to spell it, but it is spelt really weird.), i always thought that it was booger vanilla, and now i can not call it by the real name, it sounds too weird.

Anon

I used to think that leaves fell from the sky.

Chrono

When I was little I asked my grandmother what a certain tree in her yard was called. She said it was a "Crate Myrtle Tree." I thought she said a "Great Turtle Tree." I constantly climbed it looking for tiny baby turtles. To this day I still call it the Turtle Tree even though I know better.

Me

We lived in Florida and when traveling north we would see lots of spanish moss hanging from trees. My brothers would tell me that the moss was alive and if you didn't move fast enough it would reach down and grab you and carry you away and eat you. The only thing that could save you was you had to spit on it. And since it took alot of spit you had to knit extra spit in your stomach so you would have a stockpile in case you were attacked. So that was what I did on long car rides. I never questioned how you could knit inside your stomach but i certainly wanted to be ready so if anyone asked what I was doing I said I was knitting up spit.

winkle

There used to be a sign on the gat of a house we used to pass each day..it said:beware of the Agapanthus, for many years i imagined a very large man eating thing in that garden..I now have the same sign in my garden

Jan White

My cousin told me that the middle of a dandelion tasted like butter. We would sit in her grandparents field by their house and pick them all day long. I always hoped it would taste like butter but it never did!

CS

When I was little, I used to think that if you water pine cones, they'll turn into porcupines. So I picked one off the gound and went back inside. I took care of it like a hampster!

Cyril

When we used to go on holiday, my mum would point out the "wild flowers" in the countryside as we drove past. Assuming them to have large teeth like "wild" animals, I would lower in my seat a little and lock the door.

John C

When I was younger I asked my aunt once how trees grow and she told me that there was water inside trees to help them grow. So I believed for the longest time that if you ever picked bark off of a tree water would come rushing out and flood the world!

Jen

I used to believe that everything was alive, and had a personality and everything. (i probably got this idea after watching Pocahontas sing "colors of the wind" which sings about how everything has a life, a spirit, and a name) i would go around talking to inatimate objects, and i would apologize to flowers after cutting them for vases because i thought it hurt them.

Sarah

After learning in school that trees and plants were actually ALIVE, I used to imagine that the smoke coming from the burning wood in the fireplace was the tree's soul escaping.

Sony full of Bologna