Wisteria shoots bristle like venomous tentacles: Medusa’s locks!

Anything green and growing in this part of creation has loved summer 2016.  Never a dry spell—- showers, even floods, abounding from spring till now.

And so the Wisteria vines flourish and thrive above all.  I have trimmed and trimmed and trimmed the unruly shoots at least once a week since May.  However, the more I trim and prune, the more  the vines roar back with determined ferocity.

This time of late summer, when in normal years the tumultuous vines  have slowed  in their increase, I think of Medusa, that hideous goddess of antiquity, whose unruly locks writhed with venomous fury.   Such is my nemesis, the Wisteria vines!