Bane: from the Old English word bana meaning a thing causing death or poison; today, a cause of great distress or annoyance.
Over the centuries we’ve learned which plants were safe to eat, which ones can cure certain ills and which could make us sick or kill us (or our enemies). So we have fleabane. Dogbane. Henbane. Cowbane. Witchbane. Wolf’s bane and more. (The latter is handy should you encounter vampires or werewolves.) The list goes on.
Baneberries look so festive they seem to invite the unsuspecting to taste at least one berry. But best keep your hand in your pocket. They are poisonous (as are their white counterparts, often called doll’s eyes).
One plant grows under the lilac tree in our yard. It’s never spread from there so I leave it to grow undisturbed. I’ve also occasionally run into single plants in our woods. A recent trip on Snake Hill, however, surprised me — I found six or seven healthy plants growing in among the cow parsnip and grasses.
All parts of the plant can cause you grief but the roots and the berries particularly so. While the effect varies from person to person depending on age, health, weight and such, baneberry will quickly make itself known — burning mouth and throat, severe stomach cramps, diarrhea, dizziness et cetera. Not pleasant.
That said, you’ll notice that something small has been nibbling these berries — but that’s no indicator that they’re safe. Poisons often affect different species in different ways.
Red baneberry Actaea rubra