Think of ivy removal as a long-term relationship breakup. You can ghost it (chemicals), have a messy confrontation (pulling), or just move away (burning everything). Whatever you choose, your house will thank you—and you’ll finally see the bricks you forgot existed under all that green menace.
And if all else fails, name the ivy “Steve,” learn to love it, and become the eccentric neighbor with the ivy-chalet. I’m not saying that’s bad. I’m just saying you’re now a certified member of the Ivy Whisperers Club. Welcome. The meetings are held in the brambles every third Sunday.
