When I was visiting the history center in City That Uses Pine Straw as Mulch, I read about how English Ivy is a problem because it’s not a native plant, and it crowds out native species. Then at the Southern Retreat Center, I found a trail that wound through an area that had been completely taken over by the ivy: it covered the ground, the trees, pretty much everything. I tried not to like it. But I couldn’t help thinking that it made the trail kind of cool and mysterious.
