Don't Mess With Me Ever

Julie vs The Ivy

I've put aside my cloth problems because I've been drafted into a war with my English Ivy. It dazzles you into complacency with its beauty but here's what is left of the fence it had gobbled up.

 It marches slowly but firmly...

...pulling apart patio bricks, climbing into the pool heater, sneaking through the wood siding and into the basement!  I started pulling and yanking the little bastards up by the roots for hours.  And I'm headed back out there now.  After I finish clearing, I plan on taking the love of my life--my trusty Mantis tiller--through their encampments.

 

As God is my witness, there will never be ivy again!