The house at the corner has purple draperies all through the woods, and the pine trees up behind us on the hill are festooned with it. It clashes with the blooming redbuds, kind of a horrible sight.
“Ornamental” junipers will eat your house, too ... and they’re not nearly as pretty as wisteria. My pitiful wisteria is in the far corner of our back yard, from where it will take many years to reach the house, if it recovers.
“Why do you want to sell your house, Mrs. Tax-chick?”
“Well, the wisteria is coming to strangle us in our beds!”