When we moved here in 2001, there was a small hedge of forsythia behind the fence. It grew and grew and became a monster 60 feet long, up to 15 feet high, and 20 feet deep. Intertwined were vines of bittersweet, grapevine, and Virginia Creeper. We mostly ignored the “hedge” because we didn’t have to gaze at it very often, but once the porch was finished, we knew we had to tackle the monstrosity or be swallowed up. Here it is back in October.
Starting to cut it back:
We found the groundhog burrow:
There’s a bit more trimming to do and we created a pretty big burn pile to take care of in January, but come spring it should be a vast improvement.